During dinner, Su Qing told his family about what happened in the valley.
What I got in return was silence for the whole meal.
"Xiaoqing, our family members are at work and at school. Hei and I are old, and Sanya and the other kids can't do much. We have the will but not the ability. If all else fails, we can just ask the villagers to dig."
Su's mother took a homemade back-beating device and tapped her knees from time to time, as if to say: Look, I am an old lady with limited mobility, what can I do?
This is also what Su Qing is struggling with.
But if he had money but didn't tell the villagers, there must be a reason for that.
"I want to, but I won't let you because I have money. Let's talk about it later. I'll think of a way."
Su Qing spent the whole night trying to guess Youqian's thoughts, but she didn't know that Youqian was leading a group of wild boars to dig sweet potatoes.
The wild boars, which usually have sharp mouths and fangs, are now digging the soil with their proud fangs.
Huge sweet potatoes were dug out and neatly piled together.
The wild boars looked at Youqian with resentment while they worked, but they did not dare to have any evil thoughts.
Because money has a kind of magical power, as long as there is a slight thought of resistance, the wild boars will feel dizzy and their livers, spleens and lungs will ache everywhere.
Youqian felt that these pigs were not working efficiently, so he drove a group of wild boars from somewhere.
Even the wild pheasants were not spared.
The wide valley suddenly became narrow.
At five in the morning, Su Qing was pulled out of bed by Cheng Fangyi.
He wanted to go and take a look at the valley that Youqian mentioned. If a lot of manpower was really needed to dig, he would go and gather the brothers in the town today.
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