บท 297: Chapter 286: Happy

Zhou ErLang directly took the carrying basket from Zhou SiLang, hoisting it onto his back and weighing it in his hands, unable to hide the smile on his face any longer, "This has got to be at least twenty pounds."

Thanks to his experience in small business, Zhou ErLang had a knack for estimating weight. And since he had made the carrying basket himself, he knew its approximate load.

For that reason, everyone trusted his estimations.

Even Zhou Dalang and Zhou Sanlang couldn't hide the joy on their faces. Now they didn't mind that Zhou SiLang had spent so long in the mountains.

One grabbed the hoe from his hand, while the other picked up Manbao, and they headed home with big strides.

If they had encountered so many China roots, they wouldn't have cared how dark it was; they would have needed to dig them out and take them home to rest easy.

By the time they reached the entrance to the village, the daylight was nearly gone, just faintly lingering.