Wu Ming was taken aback. Then, he quickly braced himself and asked, "Then, Miss Lin, what do you want me to do?" When he asked this question, he was on the verge of tears.
He was just doing his duty, but in the end, everything was his fault.
However, he couldn't refute it.
Lin Yuelan smiled and said, "Actually, I don't need you to do anything."
'I don't believe it!' Wu Ming thought to himself.
"It's just that it's recently harvest season?" Lin Yuelan said," Then, you can harvest all the grain. You can do it all by yourself!"
"Ah!" Wu Ming was stunned.
He needed to do everything by himself?!
But Miss Lin, do you know how many rice fields you have?
636 mu?
If one mu of land could produce six stones, then how many stones would that be?
No matter how strong his body was, he couldn't withstand such a job, right?
