"No!" Jiang Xingye refused.
He was working hard chopping wood, while Hu Hai helped beside him, tying up the wood and stacking it together. Soon, they had made four bundles of wood, and Jiang Xingye found a long and thick tree branch, inserted it into both ends of the wood, and carried them away.
Hu Hai still followed behind him, which made Jiang Xingye somewhat impatient. "Work hard, we'll talk about other things after we finish harvesting."
Hu Hai cried, "Bro, how do we keep going? We're almost out of energy for the day. Aren't you tired?"
"Not tired!" Jiang Xingye pressed his lips together, "I'm going to provide for my wife, even if I'm tired I have to endure it!"
Hu Hai felt as if he had been struck by lightning as he watched Jiang Xingye's departing figure. He just thought his Brother Ye was crazy. He's not even married yet; he doesn't even know if the girl will be with him, yet he's already set on earning money to support his wife.
