"It's fine, it's fine!" Qin Fen waved his hands repeatedly, "I need a few people to help me load the truck."
Those who were free went over to help load the truck while An Hao watched from a distance.
During the loading, Qin Fen seemed very enthusiastic, opting to carry the dirty, heavy crates himself and leaving the lighter ones for others.
He appeared to be quite considerate of others' needs.
But An Hao knew that Qin Fen wasn't at all like the image he was presenting.
If he truly was like that, why would he shamelessly come to work in the vegetable garden?
If he had been so serious and hardworking, would he have given up working outside after just two years, never wanting to leave again?
Would it have come to the point where he didn't bring back a single penny for his family?
You could tell a person's character from the details, and this was certainly no exception.
Once the cart was loaded, Qin Fen followed the driver heading toward the town with the ox cart.
