"Lady Qin, we're familiar with doing farm work, how can we let you follow us to do this kind of dirty and tiring work!"
An aunt pulled Mo Ruyue's hand and persuaded.
"Yes, your hand is used to cure illnesses and save people, not to hold hoes and rakes."
"Don't worry, we'll be staying here in the future. We will definitely farm well. The food and clothing given by others can't be taken care of for a lifetime, we still have to rely on ourselves."
Everyone was talking at the same time.
After this period of time, the survivors had almost become each other's family.
Other than the person who couldn't put herself in the right place and eventually eliminated herself, everyone's hearts were twisted into a rope and they were all working hard in one direction.
When Mo Ruyue heard these words, she was also very pleased.
Only a person who knew how to be grateful and knew how to be independent was worthy of her help.
