"Rest assured, I guarantee to complete the task!"
Leng Lingxiao's loud voice carried from behind, tinged with a hint of laughter, while Tang Xiaowan's brows were tightly knotted, her lower lip caught between her teeth.
It looked like Grandma was right—Mei Garden definitely needed some rules.
Otherwise, who even knew who the master was!
Thinking this, she reached into her pocket only to realize she hadn't had her phone on her for nearly half the day.
Immediately, she started to run quickly.
At that moment, the small pond presented a different scene.
Densely packed leaves floated on the water's surface as four men sat in large wooden tubs, using their hands as paddles and gently rowing.
They picked up the water caltrops, detached the nuts, and then put the hulls back into the water.
The process repeated, the harvest continued.
