An Ning's words made sense. After pondering for a while, An Dafu said, "Let's discuss this later, for now, let's just endure. Right now, the preserved eggs at home involve a secret recipe, so it's inconvenient to hire people. After a while, once we save some money, we can buy a few people directly."
An Ning nodded, "Alright."
Then, An Ning looked at An Dafu, "So tomorrow... is there anything you need Yaya and me to do?"
"What's up?" An Dafu asked, "Do you have plans for tomorrow?"
An Ning: "Yaya wants me to go up the mountain with her to pick peaches tomorrow."
"If that's the case, then go ahead. Anyway, with your little arms and legs, you can't do much work right now."
The speaker meant no harm, but the listener felt the sting.
An Ning looked down at her own body.
Indeed, she had small arms and legs.
This body was rather skinny; although she'd been nursing it back to health for two months, the foundation wasn't great, so she probably wouldn't grow very tall.
