In the rice paddies.
For many, it was their first time transplanting seedlings - they planted them haphazardly, unable to bear looking at the irregular spacing. Uncle Gus's irritation only increased as he watched.
Whenever he got too angry, he'd reluctantly pull out the seedlings and teach them how to replant properly.
Seeing Caroline Edwin planting the seedlings skillfully and smoothly, Uncle Gus's irritation dissipated somewhat. "If only they could all be like you," he sighed.
If that were the case, they could finish planting this entire field by the end of the morning.
The others: Thanks for the implicit insult.
Arthur Beckham straightened up and joked.
"Uncle, my seedlings are also decent. You can't just praise Caroline alone. It's not fair to show favoritism like that."
Uncle Gus looked at the seedlings Arthur planted, nodded in satisfaction but didn't admit it, "It's just so-so, only a little better than the others. It's far worse compared to Caroline's."
