As the president of the Mystic Society, Xuan He had never done farm work before. However, when Tang Li asked this question, he inexplicably felt that Tang Li definitely did not just want him to dig ditches. Without thinking, he immediately replied, "Yes."
Tang Li withdrew her gaze and said to the old man, "Grandpa, my uncle is young. Let him help you dig. You're already so old. You have to be careful."
The old man looked at Xuan He and felt that he didn't look like a farmer. However, he had indeed been feeling a little unwell these past two days, so he did not refuse. He came out of the field and handed the hoe to Xuan He, thanking him, "Young man, thank you."
Xuan He took the hoe and took off his shoes. He rolled up his pants and went down the field to dig.
Tang Li and the old man stood at the side.
