It felt like an enormous meticulousness was crashing down on his head.
The mute was initially stunned, and then, under the envious gaze of the others, he nodded vigorously, gesticulating that he could definitely do the job right.
And he hoped that Xie Zhinuan would give him this opportunity to earn money.
Indeed, he desperately needed money; his family was extremely poor, and as a mute, he brought endless mockery and ridicule upon his parents. If he could earn money for his family, others would no longer laugh at his parents, and his aunts and uncles could not bully his mother, nor could his cousins bully his own family members.
He knew it was because his family was poor, and he also knew it was because he was mute.
Originally, his eldest uncle and youngest uncle had forced the family to split because he was mute, and with his parents' mild nature, their share of the property was minimal.
"Sister Zhinuan, he's mute and can't speak!"
