"Grandma, let's not talk about this anymore. You know that although I am a Natural Cultivator, I'm really not good at dealing with things that involve the soil. Just look at the Cushion I brought for you. It may seem unremarkable, but I just sat on it while driving over, and I must say, it's quite useful." The two Cushions that were bought had really nice colors, neither dull yellow nor an unpleasant dyed blue, suitable for both men and women. Since Grandma only wanted one, Wang Shuai planned to keep the other for himself.
Zhang Lvxiao took it and after only a glance, she exclaimed, turning the Cushion over and scrutinizing it closely.
"What's wrong, Grandma? Please don't say there's a problem with the Cushion. Although it's a generic product, it's been inspected by park robots, so it shouldn't be too bad," Wang Shuai rarely saw a trace of surprise on his grandmother's face.
