Lin Qingshan spoke in a calm and steady voice.
"There's nothing to feel uncomfortable about. It's just like learning to drive. You start from zero and gradually accumulate experience. It'll get easier over time."
No matter how difficult the work is, it's still easier than laboring in the fields.
Lin Qingmu grinned and laughed.
"That's true."
The two brothers chatted warmly, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the Shuangshan Brigade.
Lin Lu and Li Xiuli, along with the members of the brigade, were carrying shovels on their way home.
The days were getting hotter, and the brigade had adjusted their work schedule, starting two hours earlier to avoid the midday heat.
This ensured work efficiency and spared everyone from the worst of the suffering.
From a distance, the villagers' eyes fell mainly on the large bundle in Lin Qingmu's hands as they saw the Lin Family's two sons returning.
