No Selling To Village Merchants

Reading the words he wrote, He Xiyan felt a stream of spring flowing in her heart. She did not stand up. Instead, she continued with the work in her hands.

"Come on. It takes about another half an hour to finish." She urged, yawning several times.

It was not until 11 at night that they finished all the work eventually.

People in the village went to bed very early. At this time, there was no family with lights on.

Early to bed and early to rise, this was the most normal life routine for the villagers, and only those two were busy till midnight.

The next day they got up very early, early at dawn.

He Xiyan asked Chen Jiahang to push the family's cart out, and then carried the things they were about to take to the downtown county onto the cart box by box.