"Auntie, uncle, did you just come back from your hometown, or are you here to pick someone up?"

Xu Zhenqing and Fang Suyun looked at each other and wondered who this person was and how he knew them.

"You, who are you?" Xu Zhenqing asked him, "I'm sorry, you can't even show your face right now. We can't recognize who you are."

Jiang Yiming then remembered that there might be mud on his face, so he quickly wiped it on his face with his hands. Feeling it was not enough, he rubbed it a few more times, revealing some of his skin color, and people could basically recognize who he was.

"Uncle, auntie, it's me. Can you see clearly now?"

Xu Zhenqing and Fang Suyun looked carefully and finally recognized it.

Xu Zhenqing: "You are the man who renovated the Nuannuan Courtyard."

He was doing well, but that day he was suddenly dragged away by his mother, and he never went to that yard again.

"Yeah, yeah, that's me."

"Why don't you do renovation work anymore and become a sanitation worker again?" Fang Suyun asked him.

Jiang Yiming supported himself on the ground next to the sewer manhole with his hands, sat at the mouth of the manhole and smiled.

"I'm just a brick, moved wherever I'm needed. Sometimes I go to a construction site, sometimes I repair a road, sometimes I clear a sewer. I don't know what I do."

Xu Zhenqing said, "We came here to pick someone up, and we've already picked them up. Well, go back to work. We won't bother you anymore. We're leaving now."

Jiang Yiming subconsciously cast his eyes towards the two strangers holding luggage beside him. They were a woman in her forties who looked like she came from the countryside, and a young man who looked about the same age as him. These two people should be the ones that Xu Zhenqing and the others picked up.

Jiang Yang suddenly approached him and asked, "How much can you make a day doing this?"