Ming Jing smiled, "The water tank is empty, let's fill it up."
Han Ying's eyebrows sagged immediately. This was a really tough job to do. He had been pampered and spoiled at home and had never done such work before. He had initially been tricked by his agent, who said they were going to eat, drink, and have fun here. Only after arriving did they realize it was a place for manual labor. The signal in the mountains was sometimes strong, sometimes weak, causing him to often drop out while playing games, and he had been kicked out of his team several times already, giving him a notorious reputation.
Furthermore, they had to do farm work, and it was impossible to let their seniors do the water pressing and carrying. This task fell to him and Xiao Wenwen. Xiao Wenwen was even lazier and more inept than him. Ever since the water tank had arrived, it had never been full. He was afraid of this well.