Capítulo 421: Chapter 410: Thoughts

A group of elderly men discussed the children's marital matters, and it wasn't until Old Zhou had finished a bag of cigarettes that he finally remembered the important business at hand.

He tapped his pipe, emptying the ash and residue, then tucked it behind him at his waist and grabbed a handful of wheat to help rub.

He scoffed inwardly, thinking that if this was how they rubbed wheat at his home, the big stick would have come down on them by now, as he had never seen anyone rub wheat while sitting.

However, since this was someone else's home, of course, it felt more comfortable to sit while rubbing the wheat.

When Old Zhou remembered the urgent business, he asked those present, "Have all of your families' wheat sun-dried yet?"