Jiang Mengyun, who was standing by, smiled and said, "That's really impressive. There wasn't a single mistake."
"You think I've already said that I can do anything related to sports."
"boast."
"Hey, look, if you still don't believe me, I'll show you other aspects myself when I get a chance."
Jiang Mengyun folded her hands and said calmly, "Okay."
…
The two were chatting when Song Haihua walked over from a distance.
Seeing the wood on the ground, and then looking at Su Yang holding an axe, he shouted: "Xiao Su, did you cut these?"
Su Yang turned around and smiled: "Yes, Uncle Song."
"Oh, Anquan, what are you doing? Just squatting there and letting Xiao Su chop you?"
Song Anquan stood up with a smile and said, "He wanted to chop it himself."
"You really don't know anything, kid. They are guests, how can you let them do these things?"
Su Yang interrupted, "It's okay, Uncle Song. I'm free anyway, so I'll help cut some for security."
"Hey, okay, thank you for your help, Xiao Su."
"Don't be so polite, Uncle Song. What are we going to do with the chopped firewood?"
"Don't worry about it, security will take care of it."
"Okay." Su Yang said as he placed the axe on the wooden stake. Then he bent down and picked up the wooden stake with a diameter of sixty to seventy centimeters and a height of forty to fifty centimeters with both hands and walked easily to the fence beside the yard and put it down.
Seeing this, Song Haihua gave him an admiring look.
"Of course, Xiao Su. Even someone like me who often does farm work has trouble holding this wooden stake. You look so relaxed."
Su Yang turned around and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Song. I usually like to exercise and I'm used to lifting heavy weights."
"That's right. Young people nowadays, especially those in middle and high school, can't even do one or two pull-ups. They really have no manliness at all. We men should act like men, and we should be like you."
He turned his head to look at Song Anquan who was bending over to pick up firewood, "And you are the same, you are tired even after chopping firewood. Look at Xiao Su, you are about the same age, but he grew up in the countryside, and he is much better than you."
Song Anquan raised his head and grinned foolishly: "Hehe, my brother is quite strong, but I'm not bad either. I'm just busy with my marriage recently and I'm tired."
"That's true. Hurry up and move the firewood over. It's almost time for dinner."
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