“Besides,” Xie Zhuo continued, “yesterday our group got fifteen work points. Although we know that you gave us this number because we really did a good job, others may not think so. They may think that we did more work because of our numbers.”

“That makes sense,” Song Guangming said, frowning and nodding to himself.

Xie Zhuo plucked a half-dried leaf and slowly pinched it.

“Alright,” Song Guangming made up his mind, “Today you will be paired with Liu Mancang. If you put in as much effort as yesterday, I will give you another fifteen work points.”

Tian Fang changed her clothes today.

Because she washed her clothes overnight yesterday, and although they were dry when she woke up in the morning, she still wore another piece of clothing with fewer patches.

She hadn't actually thought about anything going on with Xie Zhuo, but she couldn't help wondering if Xie Zhuo would think her clothes were torn, her hair wasn't combed properly, or that she smelled bad because she was sweating...

He shook his head halfway through his thought.

No, no.

They were all from farming backgrounds, and farmers spend all their time rolling around in the dirt. It's normal for their clothes to be dirty and for them to sweat. How could Xie Zhuo possibly look down on such things?

But that young educated youth, Xu…

She always dresses up like a landlady. When she went to the countryside to learn farming, she stayed at home all day and never went out.

It's better if she doesn't come out; she can still get fifteen work points today.

With a smile on her face, Tian Fang picked up a sack and headed towards the field. But when she was still two plots away from Xie Zhuo and Liu Mancang, Song Guangming suddenly called her back.