This problem, Zhang Xiaowei just couldn't figure out.
Since he couldn't make sense of it, he simply stopped thinking about it.
Early the next morning, after washing up, he made a beeline for the fields.
He couldn't afford to waste a moment; he had to seize the time to get all the medicinal herbs planted.
Luo Yujiao and Li Yanyan, the mother and daughter pair, had worked tirelessly, making quick progress during Zhang Xiaowei's absence.
Of the several acres of land needed, there was just a small patch left unturned.
Zhang Xiaowei couldn't help but feel ashamed, in the end, the work had still fallen on the shoulders of the mother and daughter.
Right away, he rolled up his sleeves and energetically turned over the last piece of land.
By the time the sun had climbed high, Luo Yujiao and Li Yanyan finally arrived at the edge of the field.
From a distance, they saw Zhang Xiaowei sitting there resting.
