"I'm very busy and have a lot to do. I have to go back quickly after serving the tea." Liu Xue poured another bowl for the people next to her.

Song Yuehua said helplessly, "Let the kitchen take care of this kind of thing. Why are you taking on this job?"

Liu Xue hummed, "I haven't seen you for more than a month. I miss you too. I want to come over and talk to you."

Song Yuehua felt very happy after hearing this and pinched her nose.

"Song Dongjia!"

Huo Minggui carried a basket from somewhere and ran over from not far away.

"What are you doing here?" Song Yuehua asked him.

Huo Minggui straightened his clothes and said, "Of course I'm here to pick cotton."

"No," Song Yuehua looked at him, "Did they call you? Just come."

"I call this self-awareness," Huo Minggui said with a smile, "A handsome and talented man like me is actually so hardworking. Anyone who sees me would say that I am a good son-in-law."

"so……"

"So I'm trying to please you," Huo Minggui whispered, "Boss Song, please help me and Xiaoxue get together."

Song Yuehua, "..."

I don’t know what Bai Shu said to him or what Liu Xue said to him, but in Huo Minggui’s eyes, I was actually a stumbling block between them.

Liu Xue, who was standing by, had already become furious and cursed in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

Song Yuehua waved her hand to stop her, then smiled and said to Huo Minggui, "My dear son-in-law, hard work is not just talk. Tell me this after you pick 300 kilograms of cotton."

"300 kilograms?"

Huo Minggui looked at Liu Xue, "Am I being made difficult?"

Liu Xue couldn't bear to look at him.

"300 kilograms is not a lot. One person can easily collect it in a day." Bai Shu came over and said.

Huo Minggui looked at the white book and said, "A sage once said that scholars do not tell lies."

"Brother Huo, at least I have an education." Bai Shu's mouth twitched.

Huo Minggui turned around and started picking cotton silently.

Liu Xue felt sorry for him and glanced at Song Yuehua, but still did not plead with him. She just poured a cup of tea and asked Bai Shu to pass it to him.

After serving the tea, Huo Minggui looked at Liu Xue and they smiled at each other.

Song Yuehua sighed, wondering why she found such a smooth-talking guy.

Wei Feng looked at the two of them and didn't even hear Lan Yu talking to him.