In the days that followed, Sun Jinhua and Fan Qian's family felt that the villagers were a little too excited.

Everyone seemed to have inexhaustible energy, putting in more effort to build houses for others than for their own!

This isn't right.

It's not like they're being paid wages. They didn't work this hard when they were paid. Besides, this is payment in lieu of wages, calculated by the day. The sooner it's finished, the less day it's deducted. Do these people even know how to do math?

As Fan Qian dug the foundation, he glared angrily at the men around him who were sweating profusely.

He winked at his son, and the father and sons went to the shade of a tree to drink tea.

Fan Xiaoliu pouted and muttered to the person next to him, "I don't even want to say that these are my cousins ​​and nephews. They're always good at being lazy and cunning."

We're all working hard, but that family keeps complaining about not drinking water, not going to the toilet, complaining about the sun being too strong, or their shoulders aching. I refuse to believe that the ox we lent them would work like this!

The eldest son, Xu, coughed and tried to smooth things over: "Forget it, it's always been like this at his house. Let's not worry about it. We should just focus on finishing our work and building the house and tending the fields as soon as possible."

His daughter Tingting works at the herbal medicine shop. The sooner the shop is completed, the sooner they can move in. The better the herbal medicine shop is, the better for Tingting will be.

Furthermore, Tingting had previously mentioned that Fan's mother had caused trouble in order to get her eldest son's family admitted. If they were to be admitted, wouldn't some people have to be kicked out? His family and Fan Jinshuiqing are neither relatives nor in-laws, and have no relation whatsoever, so they must just focus on their work and not get involved.

Two days ago, Tingting came home and mentioned planting He Shou Wu again, which is of utmost importance to them. Now they are focused on finishing the house construction and planting He Shou Wu as soon as possible.

The other men looked down on Fan Qian's family for taking advantage of others, and thought that if they had any ambition, they wouldn't be living like this.

They don't even need to be ambitious; as long as they are peaceful and not greedy, given their character, the money-making business will surely help them.

Nowadays, all I can say is that some people are like mud, they can't be plastered on a wall, and if you try to stick to them, you'll only end up getting covered in mud yourself.

Fan Qian, who was drinking water under the shade of a tree, glanced at the people working hard and felt a surge of anger rising in his heart. He said bitterly, "Now it seems that these people in the village are all fools. Who works so hard like this! It's not like they're working for their own family."

Fan Dazhu thought to himself: Even if he were working for his own family, he wouldn't work this hard.

Fan Erzhu poured himself a large bowl of cold boiled water, gulped it down in one go, wiped his mouth and said, "Dad, I've noticed something's off about our village lately; everyone's been working way too hard!"

"Is our village only acting strangely recently? Wasn't it the same last year?" Fan Sizhu said in a low voice.

Last year, when we were changing the mushrooms and peeling water chestnuts, we worked day and night, and the whole family, young and old, pitched in. We were incredibly diligent back then.

Fan Sanzhu thought his second brother was talking nonsense, so he poured himself a large bowl of cold boiled water and drank it down.

My second uncle and aunt are so stingy; they don't even provide lunch.

When they built the new house last year, they were paid wages and given a lunch. It was said that the food was really good. However, at that time, they thought that their second uncle and aunt couldn't afford to pay them, so they didn't come to work and didn't get to eat those delicious meals.

Now that I've finally come here to work, the old village chief said that as a wage earner, I wouldn't have to be provided with meals, but my second uncle and aunt really didn't provide any. They're so stingy!

It meant that after they finished their work, they could only go back to eat. He, who did manual labor, was not as valued as the women in the herbal medicine shop, who at least had a lunch.

Forget it, they probably eat coarse food every day. He might as well go home and eat dry, dark bread.