Qin Yao returned home at noon for lunch and found that everyone, except for Second Lang, looked exhausted.
Suspiciously, she asked, "Did you all go to the fields to plow?"
Ah Wang shook his head. This was his task, and no one else should try to take it over!
He enjoyed plowing the fields, watching the hard ground being effortlessly turned over by the iron plow was quite satisfying!
Qi Xian and Da Lang, who secretly competed against each other under the guise of martial arts training, exchanged a glance of mutual understanding, wanting to say something but were too tired to speak, simply leaning back on their chairs with a synchronized sigh, "Sigh~".
It was clear these two had overtrained, so Qin Yao patted them on the shoulder reassuringly, "Keep it up, you'll get used to it eventually."
She looked up at Liu Ji, who was sprawled over his abacus in the main room, and asked, "You don't practice martial arts, so why do you look like this?"
