After Jingzi finished retelling the story, she was indignant on Zhu Yourong's behalf.
"Teacher, what should we say in response to him? This kid seems a bit oblivious, daring to skip the tea from the teacher, not realizing that my teacher is a careful..."
Zhu Yourong turned her head, "Hmm?"
Jingzi immediately swallowed her words and changed her tone, "...a gentle lady teacher who carefully considers others' feelings? Hmph, he's just taking advantage of the teacher's kindness. The teacher went to great lengths to get a batch of Zhengguan Spring Water, and he wasted the teacher's goodwill. If he doesn't want to drink it, fine, we'll just pour it out, and not even use it to water the fields!"
Zhu Yourong nodded, "Indeed, go ahead and tell him that."
"......" Jingzi was half dubious, "Really, teacher, do you really want me to say that?"
