Fang Liuming followed along, carrying three buckets of water, his hands aching so badly that he winced in pain. Seeing the look in Pei Qian's eyes that suggested he was quite useless, Pei Qin and Pei Yuan were just a bit tired, not like him, feeling quite embarrassed.
After resting at Pei Wendong's place for a bit, when it was time to head back to school, Pei Wendong asked him, "Cousin Liuming, do your hands hurt?"
Fang Liuming smiled and shook his head, "Not at all!"
"You definitely haven't done much work! My eldest sister said that even if you study, you must do chores. To do anything, you need a strong body, that's the capital!" Pei Wendong said, glancing at his hands.
Thinking of Pei Qin and the other girls carrying water without much effort, Fang Liuming couldn't help saying, "It looks like my cousins carry water without breaking a sweat!"
