"Meng Lin, you and your brother have been trained, right?"
"Yes, we have been practicing since we were young."
"Was it hard at that time?"
"It was tough, we all cried and made a fuss. But we stuck with it."
The two of them were chatting and laughing as they climbed the mountain, but mostly it was Li Manjiang talking.
Li Yungui had arranged two ox carts full of cotton to be processed in the morning.
They had already delivered three thousand pounds in these past few days, and there was still more than half left, so it was better to finish it early for peace of mind.
This time it wasn't Tao Chunhe who went, because there was a major family event, and going this time would take several days; this was a once-in-a-lifetime event for his cousin, so he stayed home.
The pig farm was being looked after by Uncle Li, and Li Yungui made a round to check on the piglets, who all looked lively.
