The uncle was so happy that he couldn't even see the nine thick stacks of hundred-dollar bills in his arms.
His wife rushed over and hugged him like an old hen sitting on her brood.
He was afraid that someone would come and steal his money.
"His father, our family is rich now!"
"It's time to call the kids back home. They're struggling out there and don't make a dime a day all year round."
The old lady touched the hundred-dollar bill and trembled with joy.
"Okay, okay, I'll call you when I get back. We can plant two more acres of vegetables when the brat comes back."
The man said happily, waiting by the side with the money.
At this time, all the villagers were here, and it would be unsafe to go back, so they simply waited for everyone to go back and then walked together.
"Dad, it's probably too late to pack these tomatoes now!"
Tang Tian said depressedly that the villagers were busy picking tomatoes and had no time to pack them.
Tang Shengyuan frowned, thought for a moment, and inadvertently saw the people who were blocked outside, and then he had an idea.
He quickly walked over and shouted.
"It's getting pretty boring just watching you all here. I'm a little short-staffed here. How about you come and help me pack the tomatoes?"
"150 per person, who would be willing to do it?"
As soon as Tang Shengyuan finished speaking, everyone gathered around him.
“I, I, I, I’ll do it!”
A group of people shouted one after another.
"Don't push, everyone has a share, line up properly, if you keep arguing I won't take any of it."
Tang Shengyuan's head hurt from the noise, and he shouted and the place quieted down.
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