Lin Jiazhong felt as if his body would freeze up, the whole village?
Yet another sum of silver gone.
Although the road was much easier to walk on after the rain than during last night's downpour, for Lin Yongcheng, who hadn't slept all night and was harboring resentment, it was still incredibly difficult.
Carrying four red bricks in his arms, Lin Yongcheng trudged back and forth on the road, taking steps deep and shallow. Being a pampered young master who had never performed hard labor, where others could carry ten bricks at a time, he could only manage four. And after just a few trips, the four had dwindled to two.
Even with just two bricks, he accidentally stepped into a mud pit, his legs gave out, and he crashed heavily into the muddy ground.
"Hahaha."
