Mr. Mu strode confidently towards the third branch's fields.
As soon as he left, the few people who were still working threw down their sickles, plopped down onto the freshly harvested straw, and exclaimed how tired they were.
"So tired, so tired, this work is really inhuman. At this rate, I'm going to lose another circle of weight..." Mu Dazhong touched the fat on his belly and said.
"Daddy Gou Dan, you take a rest quickly. You're the pillar of our family, you can't collapse."
Mrs. Lin, looking anxious, leaned in to touch Mu Dazhong's face, but he waved her away in disgust.
"Enough, there are so many people here, stay in your place, don't come over!"
It's not entirely Mu Dazhong's fault. The main issue was Mrs. Lin's appearance, which was truly unbearable.
After sleeping for several days without bathing or washing her hair, and most importantly, not brushing her teeth in the morning, a bad breath wafted over when she spoke, which Mu Dazhong couldn't stand.
