Old Zhou headed to the fields to check on the wheat and noticed it wasn't quite yellow enough. After estimating the time, he said, "In another three or four days, we can start reaping."
Upon hearing this, Zhou SiLang couldn't care less about lying in bed to recuperate. Once the summer harvest began, he expected to be busy for two straight months.
Although he had gone to Dali Village to stir up some trouble, the Jia Family wouldn't suffer any substantial harm for the time being.
His injuries couldn't have been for nothing.
Pettily, Zhou SiLang propped himself up by his waist and was ready to head back to Dali Village to join in the commotion. Manbao couldn't hold back and said, "Silang, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up if you go there again? That's their turf."
Zhou SiLang snorted, "What do I have to fear, my sister-in-law's family is there too."
