Xia Ningxing lifted her eyebrows slightly before breaking free from her mother's grip. She charged toward him with all the strength in her short legs, like a fast-approaching ball, her tone sweet, "Lu!"
"Hmm..." Lu Tingli looked down at the little girl who had arrived before him. After thinking about certain matters, his tone became slightly complicated. His dark eyes met hers as if trying to confirm something, "I heard your family chose the five acres of wasteland in the northwest corner?"
Since his family had already received land in previous years, he didn't go today.
Even though he hadn't gone, he had heard the villagers discussing how Xia Ningxing had foolishly chosen the land in the northwest corner.
"Yeah!" Xia Ningxing blinked her eyes and nodded.
He had doubted the truth of those rumors, but now that the principal herself had admitted it, Lu Tingli pursed his thin lips, his naive eyes inspecting her with a scrutinizing glance.
