Farm? When Sasha imagined the scene, her eyelids twitched.
Can a man, who was born with a golden spoon, do something like that?
Sasha eventually received the task of fruit picking, just like Molly. It turned out that the tasks were randomized. After everyone finished their tasks, they could exchange some food from the farmers for lunch.
The preschool was quite creative to have come up with such an arrangement.
Sasha and her daughter walked toward the orchard with their baskets in hand. As Vivian had never participated in such activities, she was extremely excited. She and her friend, Molly, kept skipping along the way.
They soon spotted Matteo and Ian in the fields nearby.
“Matt! Ian! I’m here!” exclaimed Vivian happily.
To make sure her brothers could see her, the little girl waved her chubby hands enthusiastically.
Sasha was at a loss for words to see her daughter behave in such a manner.
As expected, the scene in front of her was ridiculous.
Are they farming?
No way! The four of them are actually standing in the fields. Sebastian’s wearing a dashing suit, and what about the woman? She’s wearing fashionable clothes and a diamond-studded pair of heels!
On the other hand, Sasha had already prepared the two boys for the trip that morning.
They wore sports shoes, a hat, and green shorts that could not be easily dirtied. Hence, they looked like they were actually ready to work.
“Sasha, are they your friends? Why are they dressed like that? How can they work like that?” remarked Karen, Molly’s mother, when she saw this scene.
Sasha smiled.
Work? Isn’t it better for them to be displayed like monkeys in a zoo?
Sasha ignored them. With her daughter’s hand gripped in hers, she turned, about to head toward the orchard.
However, because of Vivian’s shouts, the people standing in the fields had already looked over. Roxanne immediately called out to them, “Sasha, wait! What are you going to do now?”
“We’re going to pick fruits, Ms. Rocke!”
“Huh? How can you be so lucky? You’re picking fruits?”
Roxanne’s eyes lit up.
Without caring about Sebastian behind her, she quickly made her way toward Sasha, stumbling on her high heels as she did so.
Sasha looked at her incredulously.
When Roxanne reached her, she suddenly snatched Sasha’s basket away. “Sasha, I’ll pick the fruits on your behalf. You can farm for me.”
Sasha was instantly annoyed. “Are you out of your mind? Why should I exchange tasks with you?”
Roxanne rebuked indignantly, “Because I saved your son! Why can’t you swap tasks with me? If I didn’t bring your son back from the hospital, he would’ve died!”
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