At this moment, Xiang Dong happened to pass by, stopped at the field's edge, and ran over. "Second Uncle."
"Hmm, are you tired?"
"I'm okay. Lai Fu and I take turns."
"Here, these are pancakes your second aunt made for you. I'm leaving now. Work well. Once this field is done, if I haven't returned, head straight to Zhengjiazhuang. I'll go check on Chaoyang and the others."
"Alright, I got it." Xiang Dong didn't stand on ceremony, directly unwrapping the parcel and taking out a large pancake, eating it in big bites.
Li Yungui looked at his skinny, dark nephew, feeling a pang of heartache and thinking about going up the mountain to find some meat for the kids.
Wang Shulin felt a bit embarrassed, deciding to have his wife send more food next time. Even if it wasn't fancy, the kids needed to eat their fill.
