Henderson held the kettle in his hand and casually watered the herbs and vegetables and fruits in Samantha's trouser pocket with one hand. Samantha looked up at him and said, "Uncle, you are wrong. Each herb and vegetable requires a different amount of water. You can't pour the same kind of water on them like this."
Henderson raised his eyebrows. "Then why don't you teach me?"
Samantha nodded and told him how much water should be poured on each thing and how much water should be poured on the crops carefully.
Henderson suddenly turned to look at her. "Jackie, what am I yours?"
Samantha lowered her head to pick up a half-green or not-red tomato and wiped it clean on her sleeve. She stuffed it into her mouth and said, "Uncle."
Henderson paused. "That's it?"
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