Taking a deep breath, he quickly followed her to the field.

But Zhong Chengren and Zhong Chengyi were very unhappy.

These two guys, one is a gambler and the other is a hopeless person. How can they be willing to work hard?

When he arrived at the field, the sun was scorching hot and Zhong Chengren started to complain of back pain after hoeing the ground twice.

"Oh, no, no, my waist is probably broken from kneeling just now. I need to rest for a while."

Zhong Chengyi followed suit and threw down his hoe: "My knee is also swollen. It must be a knee injury. I need to find some herbal compresses."

The two men looked at each other and understood each other. One said he had a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet, and the other said his farm tools were broken and he wanted to go to Old Li's house at the village entrance to repair them. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Zhong Chengfa watched from the ground, shaking his head in anger, but he could do nothing but work hard on his own.

After all, his mother hasn't completely agreed to let him bring her son back!

He has to perform well.

In the yard, Zhang Chunxue moved a small stool to the main room, sat down, and began to think about his own small business.

She is preparing to make stewed meat.

This pig offal is not easy to get, it has to be fresh.

When she had time, she would go to the town and greet the old butcher, Old Wang, and ask him to keep all the fresh pig intestines, lungs and livers for her, and the price could be negotiated.

As for side dishes, such as dried tofu, potatoes, eggs, and white radish, they can be purchased in the village at a low price.

The biggest headache is pricing.

These days, every household has little spare money. If it’s too expensive, no one will buy it. If it’s too cheap, there’s no profit, and it’s not worth the effort.

Zhang Chunxue counted on her fingers and calculated things in her mind for the whole afternoon, and finally she had some idea.

Just as I was thinking about going to the town tomorrow, someone knocked on the gate of the yard.

Zhang Chunxue put down the work in his hands, went out to open the door in his slippers, and took a look!

It turned out to be Song Xingzhi.