Chen Xiaolong had finished collecting the last bag of corn when he saw the situation and quickly shook his head, saying, "No need, sister-in-law, I'm not hot."
"Seems like it," she acknowledged, "You've got quite the constitution, working all afternoon and only getting a bit of a reddish face. You're much stronger than your brother Wu."
As she said this, He Xiuzhi's expression carried a touch of wistfulness.
Chen Xiaolong gave an awkward smile, thinking that it seemed Brother Wu wasn't very strong.
But that was relative; given Chen Xiaolong's current physical condition, he was certainly not someone the average person could compare with.
After staying in the cornfield for a while, He Xiuzhi led Chen Xiaolong back home.
"Sister-in-law Xiuzhi, it's been three years since I last visited. Did you renovate your house during this time?"
Chen Xiaolong looked at the spacious yard and felt a twinge of envy.
