Zhao Hanzhang nodded repeatedly, "Thank you for the advice, old man. You're older than me, so I'll listen to you."
The old man nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Fu Tinghan, and moved over to dig on the other side with his shovel.
Fu Tinghan: …
He turned his head to look at Zhao Hanzhang and saw her looking at him, laughing so hard that tears were almost coming out.
Suddenly, the anger in Fu Tinghan's heart dissipated. He just watched her laugh, and couldn't help but smile as well.
After she laughed enough, she said, "Let's start digging."
Zhao Hanzhang, Fu Tinghan, and others dug for half an hour. When enough soil was dug out, they began dragging over bamboo baskets and filling them with soil.
Some people were packing the soil in sacks, and there were others dedicated to transporting the filled sacks out.
