"Mom, what big thing do you think Senior Brother is going to do?"
Chen Qin sat in the rocking chair, holding Li in her arms, asking her mother.
Mo Jingchun glanced at her daughter, "You can't guess?"
Chen Qin shook her head.
Mo Jingchun, who had already roughly guessed what Zhang Ze wanted to do, didn't reveal it but instead brought up another matter.
"Everyone has their own temperament. The firmer one's Tao Heart, the more so. Your father is gentle and patient, and Taoist Tang is unrestrained. What kind of person do you think Zhang Ze is?"
"Senior Brother..." Chen Qin frowned slightly but couldn't recall what kind of person Zhang Ze was right away.
Perhaps because they were too close, she saw Zhang Ze as good in every way, and when it came time to praise him, she couldn't find the words.
Instead, Li raised a hand and said, "Zhang Ze, his best quality is his generosity."
