"Stop dawdling and get to work!" Sun Hongmei stood among the crowd, full of confidence, waving grandly at the villagers, and led them away.
Before leaving, she threw a coquettish glance at Chen Dashan, opened her mouth slightly, and the shape of her lips roughly said:
"Waiting for you tonight!"
Chen Dashan pretended not to understand, this woman was fierce like a tigress, she could ride the ground and suck up the dirt just sitting there, a tough one to handle!
Zheng Lin'en returned to the clinic, while Chen Dashan took Zhang Xuewen to the orchard to find Zhao Jiayao.
The midday sun was scorching.
The ground felt like a massive steamer, heat waves rising continuously, the sun blazing overhead. Chen Dashan was soon drenched in sweat. The orchard was bustling with people, dozens of villagers under Sun Hongmei's command, began picking fruit.
Then, some younger men weighted them and carried them onto a small truck.
