The old lady finished washing the dishes and came back to the chair. She could she a glimpse of confusion in her lovely grand-niece.
"Why don't you go to the kitchen and help me preparing the meal, Lynn? It's soon the lunch time," she smiled at the young lady.
"But granny...," she let her words hung. She hadn't admit defeat yet. But the old lady in front of her smiled as if saying to her, let me handle this. She gave up and stood, walked slowly and quietly to the kitchen.
"You are helping her, owner. I thought she will be my teacher today."
"She is not ready yet, let me help her to become a better teacher for you."
"What is that, you are not fair, owner." He pouted and puffed out his cheeks. He really looked like a little kid. Nobody would realize he just defeated a young lady almost twice his age.
"Because that's how my logic works."
The boy stopped pouting. He was interested by her answer. His eyes widened in excitement, he could feel it, he would get his answer from the old lady sitting in front of him.
"Logic doesn't always fit in to the common sense, little boy. Because everybody has their own logic. Some time it could fit with some other, which make it a general things. That's when the logic becomes common. But still, you don't have to force the common sense to be yours, or vice versa."
The young lady overheard it, but she couldn't understand it at all. She took a peek to the shop, and she saw sparks of understanding from the boy's smile.
"I was defeated, huh? So that's how she teaches him?" She smiled and turned on the oven.
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