"Why don't you start digging the foundation for the house? I'll harvest the wheat and rice," Su Yijia suggested.
"No need, I can handle it. It won't take much time. Just stay with me," Qin Kaize said, flicking her forehead and guiding her to the rocking chair.
Having decided that he would never again let Jiajia do anything physically taxing, he wasn't about to let her take on this laborious task.
Su Yijia tried to protest, but Qin Kaize, with a sly look in his eyes, leaned closer.
"Feeling energetic? How about I help you expend some of that energy?" he said with a seductive tone.
Su Yijia quickly clutched her collar, shaking her head vigorously. "No, that's fine. I'll just read here. You go ahead and work."
Qin Kaize sighed in mock disappointment but didn't press the matter. He took the modified sickle they had brought that afternoon and began harvesting the wheat and rice.