"Uncle, you are already at this age," Wang Yao said. "You cannot do heavy physical work. In your case, I think you still need to nurse your health so that Brother Zecheng will not be distracted. What if I try to persuade him to rest more and not strain himself at work?"
The old man remained silent. He understood the meaning of what he said. He also knew that his health was not good now, but this was not the result he wanted. He wanted to spare his son from the extra work and make some money. He didn't want to be a burden on his family.
"Uncle, you don't have to go outside the village to make money," Wang Yao said. "The pharmaceutical company in town is about to start production. It will definitely use a lot of medicinal materials. The mountainous area of our village is very suitable for herbal medicine. I told Brother Zecheng that if he plants a lot of herbs, he won't have to worry about selling them."
