Lin Tian was both annoyed and amused, not knowing what to say anymore.
It really was sometimes quite mystical.
Just as Lin Tian mentioned Wang Dahu, Wang Dahu's voice came from outside.
"Lin Tian! Lin Tian!"
Lin Tian was startled, and Ma Yuting was also a bit nervous.
But as she glanced under the table, her eyes lit up, and she slid under the table with a whoosh.
Almost at the same moment, Wang Dahu lifted the door curtain and ran in, his head covered in sweat.
"What are you doing here, Dahu? Didn't you go back to till the land?"
Lin Tian quickly put on a serious expression and asked.
Wang Dahu smiled and said, "I just went to find Uncle Wu. He will bring his tractor to till the land in my field later, so I don't have to do it myself."
"Oh, I see, but you still haven't said what you're looking for me for," Lin Tian reminded him.
