Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at Li Bin.
"Wan Feng, my mom has been gone for a long time. She went to the south to pick tea leaves. What do you need from her?" Wan Feng said.
Hearing Wan Feng's words, Li Bin's face turned pale.
"Never mind, it's okay. If there's nothing, I'll leave." Li Bin waved his hand and turned to leave.
Wan Feng quickly grabbed Li Bin. Curiosity compelled him to seek clarity. "Hey, don't just drop a hint and stop. What's going on?"
Li Bin, already under considerable pressure, sighed upon hearing Wan Feng's question. He quipped, "Today, county officials came to inspect our village. After the inspection, they'll have lunch at the production team's canteen. It wasn't a big deal, except that this morning, the cook from the canteen, Master Li, suddenly fell ill and had to be taken to the clinic. I'm in a hurry to find a replacement!"
