"The wheat harvest doesn't start until tomorrow, you guys go home and get your tools ready." Indeed, Lin Ziyin didn't say anything else upon hearing Grandpa's words.
"Ah, Auntie will surely be there early tomorrow." Little Mrs. Pang replied enthusiastically, tactfully pulling Zhou Dasheng and leaving.
They left just like that? Qiaoqiao watched the departing couple with a pouted mouth, feeling a mix of melancholy and resentment in her heart.