Qinghe smiled and Xiang Lanlan took the lead, quickly filling the bucket more than halfway. Seeing the empty buckets left by the two professors, clearly they hadn't fetched water for washing up and had started their exercises instead. Qinghe and her companion filled those buckets as well; the old iron buckets were heavy, so they carried them back to the room together, providing enough water for everyone.
The two professors, upon seeing that these two girls had silently helped them fetch water without even seeking praise, showed a content expression on their faces. These girls were good: not impulsive or loud, tranquil, and knew to show respect to their elders. Good, very good.
When Professor Lin saw the other nodding repeatedly, he boasted, "How about that, not bad bringing these two girls, huh?" They were his students, and as their teacher, of course, he felt proud.
"Virtues! How old are you to still be like this?"
