Chapter 196
What?
Give him a lemon tree?
Bryson turned his head and stared at the towering lemon tree in the back garden. The lemon tree was full of yellow lemons.
Bryson was an old man, and he was most afraid of eating sour food. One lemon was too sour for him to eat, not to mention eating all the lemons from a tree.
Bryson said, Mr. Lucero, how about I kneel down for you?
Bryson looked to Sharon again---Sharon, save me!
Sharon glanced at Bryson, ---Calm down, don't panic!
Then Sharon looked at Kenneth kindly, "Ken, Bryson is too old to eat the lemon fruit of a tree, what about eating half of the tree?"
Kenneth, "..."
Kenneth glanced at Sharon, "I forgot that grandma also liked lemons. How about half a tree for Bryson and half a tree for grandma?"
Sharon patted the table hard, "Bryson, it's your fault. If we do something wrong, we must be brave enough to take responsibility. The lemon tree is all yours."
Kenneth, "..."
At this time, Arabella hooked her red lips, and stretched out her little hand and tugged at Kenneth's sleeve, "Grandma, Bryson, Ken is joking with you... Mr. Lucero, right?"
Kenneth looked at Arabella's black and clear eyes, and now she looked up at him and fluttered her long eyelashes to plead with him.
Kenneth frowned for a moment.
Arabella raised her face quickly and kissed the man's handsome face.
Kenneth's brows relaxed, and said with relief, "Since Mrs. Lucero mentioned that, I'll let it go this time."
Sharon quickly looked at Bryson, asking for credit-"I said everything would be fine."
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