Ye Laiyin smiled and didn't say anything. He had more in the basket, so he didn't argue with his eldest nephew.
When Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Liu saw their first cousin, they took the initiative to carry it for their cousin. However, their own son didn't know to help his sister carry it. Their cold eyes glanced directly at their son~
Ye Mancang wanted to cry. He was so tired. His mother wanted him to help his sister carry the basket. How much could his sister only weigh a bamboo basket?
Guan Mingwei was afraid that his mother would embarrass him in front of everyone, so he gritted his teeth and took the bamboo basket from Guan Cuizhi's arm.
Just carrying a backpack on his back and a basket in his hand made him want to cry. This was a deep mountain, and it would take half an hour to walk down the mountain!
Seeing that her son was not on the road, Mrs. Bai walked forward in two steps and put the basket in her daughter's hand directly into her son's hand, "Okay, let's go!"
The sad Ye Mancang wants to cry but has no tears~
Is there still such an operation?
He Xiner, Guan Cuizhi, and Ye Yuanyuan looked at each other subconsciously, and they couldn't help laughing. They winked at each other, pursed their lips and snickered.
Ye Shitian and Ye Laiyin led the way, and a group of people walked down the mountain. The two men were still thinking about the little girls behind them at first, fearing that they would not be able to keep up, but they got used to the long strides as they walked.
The people had to speed up to keep up.
Ye Mancang and Guan Mingwei were already tired, and they didn't dare to say anything because their mother was watching eagerly beside them. Besides, Ye Xusheng didn't blush or breathed all the way, and he seemed quite relaxed.
Yes, how dare they say they are tired? They also want to save face, right?
Halfway through the journey, Ye Mancang's legs ached. The backpack behind him was getting heavier and heavier. Why did he feel like he was carrying a small mountain?
He was hunched over like a little old man, moving forward step by step with difficulty, sweat dripping from his face and his sleeves were wet~
Ye Mancang looked at his mother and wanted to hand the bamboo basket into his sister's hand while her mother was not paying attention, but his mother was clearly walking in front of him, but it was as if there were eyes on the back of her head. "You're an adult, why are you so annoying? You're not happy yet."
Keep up!"
"Oh, here it comes~"
Ye Mancang agreed feebly, and resigned himself to his fate and continued to move his sore legs down, swaying as if he was drunk~
He Xiner and the other three were tired after running around for a day. Although they had nothing with their hands, they couldn't resist the speed of the crowd. The three of them had no energy to fight, so they reluctantly followed the team. They were also sweating profusely as they walked.
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It took less than half an hour to reach the foot of the mountain. Ye Shitian and Ye Laiyin stopped in front of a dense bush. After waiting for a few minutes, everyone behind them rushed over.
Ye Shitian stretched his head to take a look and said, "It's not dark yet, so many of us walking together are a bit garish."
"Let's take a break first and collect our sweat."
He Xiner and the three of them sat directly on the ground, breathing heavily. Ye Mancang put down the backpack and bamboo basket and lay directly on the ground. "Oh, mother, I'm exhausted!"
Guan Mingwei wiped his sweat silently and put the things on the ground. He was a scholar and was too embarrassed to lie on the ground like Ye Mancang, so he had to squat down to rest.
While Ye Xusheng turned his head to talk to He Xiner, Guan Mingwei squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Xusheng carefully, wondering in his heart, why doesn't the boy from the Ye family sweat? Doesn't he know about heat? It's really strange.
Although Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Liu were sweating profusely due to the heat and were tired and tired after working all afternoon, they felt happy in their hearts. They talked in low voices and looked at the backs and baskets of the filled bamboo baskets from time to time.
The smile on his lips never stopped.
Especially for the Bai family, the family was very poor and had nothing to ask for. Her son was reaching the age of marriage, but he didn't have a single coin in his hand, let alone getting married, and even finding a matchmaker didn't have enough money.
There are a lot of nephews in the house, all of them staring at the money in the mother-in-law's hand like black eyes. The mother-in-law is covering her hands tightly and won't take any money out. The sisters-in-law try their best to flatter the mother-in-law and just want to dig it out.
Bring some money.
Oh, how much money can my mother-in-law have? This chapter has been completed!