194 Regret to the Point of Turning Stomachs Green
Zhao Zhitong's round, bright eyes, shimmering like grapes, were fixed on Gongsun Wan. Her innocence was utterly endearing.
Gongsun Wan couldn't help but be amused by the adorable young girl. This little one had managed to catch her attention with her fiery, direct gaze.
She laughed and asked, "So, does it carry hope and a scent, too?"
Zhao Zhitong replied, "Yes, yes, exactly! Fertile soil provides abundant crops, and with plenty of food, the farmers are ensured survival. That's why the scent of the soil is the smell of hope for farmers."
Gongsun Wan paused briefly at that before laughing heartily. This little girl was indeed clever. She nodded and said, "Mm-hm, quite right. Your words are indeed wise."
Then she curiously inquired, "So, the vegetables your family sells are all grown here?"
