Near noon, Zhang Yutou finally returned from the fields. Without taking a break, he called a close friend to help carry a spare bed to the Old Mu Family's house for Mu Shuangshuang. By the time they set up the bed, it was already noon and the sun was at its hottest, leaving both men drenched in sweat.
"Uncle Yu, Uncle Zhuangzi, have some tea. Thank you for your help today."
Mu Shuangshuang didn't use the chipped teacups from home but instead used the ones borrowed from Zhang Yutou's house last night, thinking she would return them later but might as well use them for now.
"No need to thank me, but you don't have any wooden planks here. Since your father needs rest, do you need me to go to the woods and chop some wood for you?" Zhang Yutou asked, taking the tea offered by Mu Shuangshuang.
