The next afternoon, Qin Xi finally set off for Shangwan Village.
In Shangwan Village, on Shangwan Mountain.
Han Shi looked at the village entrance in a daze. After a long while, the "lamp man", Jiu Yuan, floated over like a ghost.
Seeing his lovesick look, Jiu Yuan rolled his eyes. "Your wife will be back soon. What's the point of standing here like a tree?"
Han Shi glanced at him coldly and ignored him. He turned around and continued to supervise the villagers.
At this moment, more than 200 villagers were gathered on the mountain. This was because they had been informed on the loudspeaker that as long as they dug 10 pits at the designated location, they would be paid 8 yuan. It did not sound like a lot, but if the entire family came to dig, they could earn at least 16 yuan as a family, which was quite a considerable amount of income at that time.
Therefore, these villagers rushed over.
