Wu Lan said Aunt Zhang Hong was bustling about, but she herself rushed over just as energetically. Without even seeing the tofu, she first saw two large millstones and couldn't help but chide:
"You, you! If you want to do it, then do it, but at least give us a heads up?"
Aunt Zhang Hong is not exactly a quiet person, and she laughed heartily:
"In this village, everyone's interconnected. If I mention it and others want to do it too, conflicts might arise. So, I decided to try it first. If it works, great; if not, we can sell the equipment to those who want to try. We won't lose much either way."
It's a pity to lose the tuition money, but the couple is earning now, so they can afford it.
Her reasoning was hard to argue against, so Wu Lan couldn't say more and just stared at the millstones, "These two large ones must be exhausting! After a day's work, can you even lift your arms?"
Indeed, it was tiring, and even the couple accustomed to farm work couldn't endure it.
