The old man looked down at the phone. It was the number Chu Ge had just dialed. He hesitated for a moment and didn't answer but instead looked up at Chu Ge in the rice field, calling out in a distance, waving the phone that was ringing incessantly.
Chu Ge quickly came to the edge of the field, smiled at the old man who had a peculiar look in his eyes, said thank you, and then took the phone and walked a few steps to the side.
"Hey, you, stop, don't walk any further."
Hearing Er Hong's voice coming from behind, Chu Ge stopped, looked sideways at Er Hong.
Er Hong had a somewhat dodgy look, stammering, "You, you can take the call right here, is that, is that okay?"
Honestly, Er Hong was quite intimidated now, so she spoke a bit more politely.
Chu Ge was originally a strong young man, and she had been completely impressed by his way of harvesting the rice, with no one around, she was really afraid of provoking Chu Ge, which would not bode well for their family of three.
