Looking at Du Jianshan's fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and remembering the Gobi Desert farm, Ma Jinbao shuddered. He could only grit his teeth, pick up the broken basin in the corner, and dejectedly go to the well outside to fetch water.

A moment later, a basin of cold water was brought in and placed on the ground.

"Sit down!" Du Jianshan sat down on his bunk and took off his shoes and socks.

Good heavens!

Those feet had been trapped inside liberation shoes all day, and then they did heavy work all day. The moment they were exposed...

A strong, sour smell, a mixture of sweat, mud, and leather, suddenly exploded in the cramped mud-brick house!

It's like an old, well-preserved jar of pickled vegetables that's been opened!

Wang Tieniu, who was standing nearby, subconsciously covered his nose: "Wow! Brother Shanzi, your foot... that's powerful!"

Du Jianshan smelled it himself and grinned: "Nonsense! How can work feet smell good?"

He shoved his toes right into the basin: "Come on, Ma, the scorekeeper! Wash them properly! Scrub them clean! Don't forget between your toes!"

Ma Jinbao looked at the basin of murky water and the pair of large feet, and his stomach churned.

He had never done this kind of servant work in his life.

Still washing stinky feet!

He dawdled as he squatted down, and the moment his fingers touched the water, an even stronger odor assaulted his senses, almost making him vomit on the spot.

"Ugh..." He gagged and quickly covered his mouth.

"What? You're disgusted with me?" Du Jianshan kicked up a foot, splashing water onto Ma Jinbao's face. "Hurry up! Stop dawdling! Put some effort in! Didn't you eat?"

Ma Jinbao was almost in tears, but he could only suppress his nausea and rub those big feet haphazardly with his eyes closed.

That feeling was similar to touching a hairy salted fish!

Du Jianshan leaned against the bedding roll, squinting his eyes, humming a little tune: "Comfortable! Damn, comfortable! Ma, the scorekeeper, your technique...tsk tsk, have you practiced?"

Wang Tieniu, watching from the side, felt a surge of satisfaction and laughed heartily: "Brother Shanzi, you're getting to enjoy the treatment of a landlord ahead of time!"

Finally, Du Jianshan's weathered feet were "washed" clean, and the water was completely murky.

Ma Jinbao was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Wang Tieniu quickly took off his shoes and pulled off his socks.

"puff!"

This caused an uproar!

This kid's feet stink is at least three times stronger than Du Jianshan's!

It also has a pungent, ammonia smell that hits right at the top of your head!

It's like a damn rat that's been dead for three days!

"Holy crap!" Even Du Jianshan couldn't help but curse, instinctively leaning his head back: "Tie Niu! That kick of yours... it's a biological weapon!"

Wang Tieniu chuckled and proudly dipped his toes into the murky foot-washing water: "That's right! These are the feet of a proper farmer! They have a certain flavor!"

He looked at Ma Jinbao, whose face had turned pale with fright: "What are you standing there for? It's my turn! Hurry up and wash! Give me a good foot massage!"

Ma Jinbao looked at the basin of black water and felt his stomach churning.

"No...no way! I'm fucking not doing it!"

He instinctively shrank back, shaking his head like a rattle-drum.

After washing this, will he even be able to keep his hands?

It stinks so bad you could walk into a latrine!

"No way?" Du Jianshan's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly stood up.

"Smack!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed hard on Ma Jinbao's other cheek!

"Ah!" Ma Jinbao screamed in pain as his face, which had just begun to swell, quickly became red and swollen again.

"What did you say yesterday? Did you treat my words like farts?" Du Jianshan's voice was icy cold: "Wash! If you don't wash, I'll shove your head into this basin!"

Wang Tieniu stretched his foot forward, almost touching Ma Jinbao's nose: "Hurry up! What are you dawdling for! Rub it for me! Put some force into it!"

A foul stench assaulted Ma Jinbao's nostrils and the top of his head!

"Ugh... Ugh!"

He couldn't hold it in any longer, and suddenly turned his head and started vomiting violently in the corner of the wall!

He vomited up all the cornbread and porridge he had at night!

"Hey! You little bastard! You dare to look down on me?!" Wang Tieniu was furious when he saw Ma Jinbao vomit. "Slap!" He slapped Ma Jinbao across the face as well!

"My feet are a symbol of glorious labor! You dare spit on them? You'd better wash them right now!"