"Stop it," Gu Zhihan's face turned instantly red, like a cooked shrimp, and after gently pushing her away, he crouched down in front of her. His slender arms tightly hugged the little girl's thin legs, lifting her up from the ground.
"Hurry up and pick." His forehead was sweaty, and he spoke with some effort.
He had always known that the girl was heavy, but she was even more so than he had expected...
"Okay!" Mengmeng nodded and reached out her "magic claws" towards the hanging grapes.
With Gu Zhihan acting as a human ladder, Mengmeng easily grabbed the purple grapes hanging up high, then took out the round-headed safety scissors, and snipped bunches of grapes into the basket.
Mengmeng picked and ate at the same time, after filling a basket and washing them collectively under the faucet, she began eating. After eating, she would continue picking.
