"You don't need to sweep the floor."
Lin Nianhe took the broom from Niuwa's hands and casually put it aside.
She sat down on the chair, lifted the little guy onto her lap, and took the comic book he had just been flipping through.
The book was "Forest Sea Snow," and from Lin Nianhe's perspective, the illustration was rather rough, but for Niuwa, it was a precious treasure.
Lin Nianhe stuffed a piece of white rabbit creamy candy into his mouth and pinched his little cheek saying, "You keep reading, and once I have put the books away, I'll teach you how to read, alright?"
"Thank you, Sister Lin."
With candy in his mouth, Niuwa's eyes sparkled.
"Sister Lin, then I'll read a little more before I go sweep the yard." He said earnestly.
Lin Nianhe wanted to stress "No need for you to do it" again, but after a second thought, she nodded, "Alright, you can sweep the yard later."
