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At home, Lin Qingquan held a bowl of rice in the evening, with a layer of sliced sausage on top, emanating a mouth-watering aroma.
He walked into the study, casually picked a slice with chopsticks, and sighed.
The taste was really good, just not enough.
He rolled his eyes, flicked his fingers, and a golden light fell into the water basin in the study.
The water rippled slightly, and Lin Qingquan shook his head and sighed, "Mrs. Huang, your grandson is just like you, not a good person!"
After speaking, he casually pointed into the air, and a line of text fell into the water basin.
"Your grandson has noticed, bring the prepared things over!"
The water in the basin rippled lightly, slowly revealing a word.
"Good!"
Lin Qingquan stared at the word, and after it slowly dissipated, he angrily slammed his chopsticks.
"Being a babysitter is tough! Mrs. Huang won't even offer extra pay! Damn, does being a Venerable make you special?!!"
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