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"Hey, father!...hey, brother Grace! Hey, brother Jaclin!...hey, brother Los!"

Seven or eight steps higher than the stream and beach, on a relatively flat ground, I saw Wu Qingchen/Los and his party, and Little Nina stood on tiptoe and waved her hand hard.

Next to the little girl who waved her hard, there were Wu Qingchen's family's "beds" and "quilts" - a large pile of spread straws covered the entire flat ground, and was being disinfected by the sun's ultraviolet rays.

"Okay, we're home..." When we arrived here, the old William, who was already walking in the front, accelerated his pace again: "Everyone hurry up, move everything in quickly!"

Whether it is about "scrubbing" furniture or "scrubbing your face", Old William always maintains the same view: Yes, doing these things can make people feel a little more comfortable, but it takes time to do these things.

It takes many times more time than "feeling comfortable".

This is even more true during the busy summer service.

If it weren't for the stewardship and the pastor who waived their summer service this year, Old William would never agree to Wu Qingchen and Nina spend precious time cleaning the old house.

If Los had not borrowed three masters' oxen to help with his own work, Old William would never have accepted the further spending of precious time to open wall holes in the old house.

If Los had not obtained the position of cowherd, Old William would have been unwilling to give up the long-destroying ancestral furniture in the old house.

If Los hadn't borrowed a large group of serfs from the master to help, Old William wouldn't even imagine that he would have moved out all the furniture in his new home to wash it, and at the same time, he would complete the entire process of turning over the bed and cleaning the room.

The unexpected "if not" again and again broke through Old William's psychological bottom line again and again.

The family life is booming, and the energetic old William did not notice it. Before he knew it, the dominance of the "More" family has gradually tilted towards Wu Qingchen's head.

The labor schedule in the afternoon is a direct reflection of this inclination: the sun is hanging high in the air, and in the afternoon, Wu Qingchen easily told his father and his brothers to walk on the path home.

If it weren't for Wu Qingchen's great contribution to his family these days and the quietly transfer of his voice, it would have changed his usual practice, and this kind of busy farming season where one must work hard every minute and every second, if any son dared to say he would go home early, the only result would be a spoonful of mud in the wooden peas at night!

Walking to the edge of the stream, William bent down, carried four stools with his shoulders, put his hands together to lift a round table, and turned around to shout to his sons: "Come on, come here quickly!"

Time is precious. If you can waste less, try to waste as little as possible...

Although he had no choice but to agree to Wu Qingchen's suggestion of cleaning the room and washing the furniture, Old William still wanted to save as much time as possible.

With so many serfs helping me, I might as well have some free time after finishing the room? I might as well have the cabbage and pea fields next to this big house before it was completely dark?

Old William thought so while putting the stool and round table next to the house.

"Oh, William, why did you get everything out?"

Following the downhill trail, he walked down the beach by the stream again. Hearing shouts from afar, William turned his head and a middle-aged villager carrying a large bundle of grass came out of the small hill where he had just returned home, grinning at himself.

"Oh, it's Wayne... There's no way, Loss must wash these things, say yes... say yes..."

Speaking of this, William's voice suddenly fell down. Wu Qingchen/Laus said at the time, "It is good for people and livestock, and it is not so easy to get sick."

To be honest, William actually doesn't believe this explanation. After all, before following the pastor, Los had already developed the bad habit of learning from a master's style, and he also developed the bad habit of "scanning his face, brushing his teeth, and washing clothes" every day.

William was very suspicious. This time, he inexplicably spent most of his day cleaning the house and washing the furniture, but this guy once again wanted to try the feeling of a man living.

Of course these speculations cannot be said to Wayne, who is carrying the forage on his back.

Los is a cowherd! He is a cowherd who can cure cows! He is a cowherd who is the farming official, the manager, and the pastor.

So what if I learn from Master? Who said Los could not learn from Master? Who said Los could not become a priest in the future and become a steward in the future?

When Los first learned from the master, the village used it as an interesting story, and he disagreed with it. He had joked with Los' brothers several times in private.

However, now Old William and Loss' brothers have tacitly forgotten what they said at that time.

From the moment the manager and the pastor announced the new position of Loss, in the village of Akerri, if anyone dares to joke about Loss's affairs, don't blame the men of the old William family for letting him lose a few teeth!

As for Loss's original words, "Better clean, good for people and good for livestock, and they are not so easy to get sick." He could not say to Wayne - although William almost doesn't believe it, what if it is true? What if it is really useful? Could it be that he just told Wayne for nothing?

William's mind was spinning fast, and Wayne, carrying a bundle of grass, took a few steps. A sufficient reason had already formed in William's mind, "...The Rodriguez family was so unlucky, and they hurt so many cows in the village at once... Los said it must be because of the curse, and his things in his family must have been cursed! You must let the sun burn to break the curse! Alas, it's a waste of time for the family to waste a long time!"

"Scared, don't underestimate it!" Wayne exclaimed, "Lose goes to church every day to pray and listen to preaching. It must be taught by the pastor! What the pastor said is not wrong..."

"...Old William, it seems that you are really too busy to get busy. Let me help..." By the time he said this, Wayne had already walked to the stream, put down the heavy grass on his shoulders, and picked up a few farm tools from the beach.

"Ah! How can this be done?" Turning his head and seeing this scene, Old William quickly rejected Wayne's kindness, "It's rare that the sun is the best these days. It's the good weather for cutting grass. Hurry up and go yourself!"

"Ha, it's okay, it's okay! If Los hadn't cured the oxen in the village, who would have cared about the weather now... Everyone would have been driven to the commons to pull the plow!" Wayne picked up the farm tools and walked towards the direction of Old William's new house. "... Anyway, it was the time Los helped to grab it back, so of course I should help me!"

"Oh, this...this..." Old William didn't know what to say for a moment: "You have so much work, it's always bad!"

"Haha... Old William... don't think so much..." Wayne suddenly leaned closer, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "William, my ox was injured last time and has not been healed yet. I want to ask Loss for convenience, go and take a look..."

"Oh...oh...oh...oh!" Old William suddenly realized.

However, William could not agree to this kind of thing for his son, so he could only answer vaguely, "Well... it's useless to tell me, at most I will tell Los."

"Yeah! Yeah!" Wayne understood what Old William meant: "If you can tell me, it's a big help! Loss, um... I'll talk about it myself..."

"Okay." Old William nodded, and each of Wayne held a pile of farm tools, walked towards a busy new house with a bunch of people surrounding.

Walking to the house, Wayne followed William to put down the farm tools. Seeing Los, who was commanding the serfs to clean the room, raised his hand and greeted him in the direction. Wayne's face suddenly had a pleated flower blooming. When he followed William to the beach where furniture tools were piled up again, the smile on his face still couldn't restrain himself.

"Oh, William, why did you get everything out?"

Walking to the side of the furniture pile again, William and Wayne had just worked together to lift a heavy dining table, and a villager who was also carrying a large bundle of grass walked out of the small hillside not far away, and also asked the questions Wayne had just asked about.

"Oh, it's Holman... There's no way, Los must wash these things..." William answered much fluently this time, "...The Rodriguez family was so unlucky. They hurt so many cows in the village at once... Los said he must have been cursed, and he wanted to let the sun bask in these cursed things!"

"Wow, that's a good drying! Tsk tsk... What a good wood... used to make a dining table... The Rodriguez family is so wasteful, it deserves to be cursed! Such a good wood..." As he spoke, Holman walked to the two of them. He naturally put down the grass on his shoulders and gently knocked on the dining table that they carried together, making a muffled sound: "...it must be very heavy... Come on, I'll help lift it too..."

"Ah! How can this be done?" Old William looked at Wayne suspiciously first, then looked at Holman suspiciously: "It's rare to cut grass, don't you do your own work?"

"It's okay. No matter how urgent the forage is to be cut, there are still several days left. There are not many opportunities to help you..." Holman reached out to hold the dining table and prepared for transportation.

"Let's talk about it first, what's wrong?" After gaining experience from Wayne, William roughly guessed Holman's idea.

"Oh, that's it..." Holman looked at Wayne first, saw the latter touching his head and walking away a little, then approached Old William and whispered: "It's not that unlucky Rodriguez harmed people, and caused my ox to hurt two big holes. It's not all healed yet... I just want to..."

William Interview: "I just wonder when will it be convenient for my son to go and have a look?"

"Ha, thank you so much!"

"Don't, don't thank me!" William shook his head repeatedly: "I just said that, what should I do? It depends on whether Ross is free."

"How can I not thank you?" Holman blushed, "Which family is not busy now. If you don't nod, how could Loss have the time to come to my house? Thank you! You must thank you. I will think I thank you for this bundle of grass! I've left it for you! No, I'll carry it on you!"

Holman did it as soon as he said that, and quickly carried the forage again, then stood back to the dining table, started transporting his capacity again, and prepared to carry the table.

Wayne next to him also slapped his hands, and his face suddenly became clear: "Yes, yes, I have to thank you too... I also carry mine... no, I will also carry the grass that thanks you!"

"Don't...don't...this...you...you..."

The situation suddenly changed. Old William, who could not react, had no time to say a complete sentence, stared at the two villagers carrying heavy grass on their backs, worked together to lift the heavier dining table and walked up the slope leading to their new home.
Chapter completed!