The village chief felt that his own child was simply not good enough to look at compared to that young girl.

I used to think that my older child was kind and honest, and my younger child was well-behaved.

Now I understand that the answers you get are completely different depending on the people you compare yourself to.

For most of the past month, Lin Xue has been painting in the village.

Li Xiujuan has now become her personal follower.

For the first two days, Lin Cuihua accompanied her daughter to work, but then the foreman came to call people, saying that they could start work.

Even if I'm still worried, I can't let the family's livelihood fall apart.

So Lin Cuihua had no choice but to continue working with the foreman.

After a month of hard work, the walls on both sides of the road were covered with exquisite paintings.

Especially at the village committee headquarters, the paintings depict recent major events and policies.

Using this method to promote national policies can be considered as opening up a new avenue for communication.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and August has arrived.

Master Qian has already produced quite a few machines, which are now displayed in front of his shop.

There were people specifically holding corn cobs and explaining that more than 200 units had already been sold even before the corn harvest season.

Even businessmen from other towns sensed the business opportunity in this small threshing machine and approached Uncle Qian's family, intending to purchase a batch to take back and sell.

Uncle Qian went from being excited at the beginning to being extremely busy and overwhelmed later on.

He now only sleeps three or four hours a day, spending the rest of his time working with his apprentices and hired laborers to build small corn threshers.