Tang Zhinian stepped into the greenhouse to find his brother and niece busily tending to the vegetables. It was a warm day, and they had chosen to work in the greenhouse instead of the small house.
Though Tang Yuxin was quite small, her quick hands matched an adult's speed in sorting the vegetables.
He swiftly got himself a stool, sat down, and joined them in sorting the vegetables.
The following day, they harvested nearly two hundred and ninety jin of crops. The vegetable seller gave them three hundred yuan upfront, with one hundred yuan as a deposit for the next day's haul.
Once Tang Zhijun had deposited the money, he rushed back to prepare the next day's crop. As he was busy working in the greenhouse, a sudden guest gave Tang Zhinian a start.
"Uncle Zhong, what brings you here?"
Tang Zhinian quickly stood up. The greenhouse was undoubtedly cramped, requiring them to stoop to work inside.
