Ling Zhenkang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He poked her forehead.
"This isn't like a cabbage in the field that you can just pick whenever you want! Don't just toss something like this around next time, you hear me?"
He gently tapped his finger on her forehead, his tone a mix of exasperation and affection.
"A ginseng root needs a hundred years to grow this big. It's not something you can just dig up one day and find another the next. It's nurtured by the Spiritual Energy of the heavens and the earth, which makes it incredibly rare! From now on, if you find a treasure like this, let Grandpa see it first, okay?"
"Okay… so next time I should show it to you and Grandma first?"
Shanshan tilted her head, thinking. She pursed her lips, adopting an obedient, apologetic expression.
"But I didn't know it was so valuable! I just thought it was a funny-looking radish."
"Alright, alright!"
Ling Zhenkang swept her up in a hug.
