"What's so good about that." Upon seeing Tang Zhengyuan pondering, Wang Aihua immediately pulled a long face and said: "Mingli, Zheng Yuan is your own elder brother, how can you look down on your own brother like that, suggesting door watching? If you don't want to find something for your elder brother to do, you shouldn't insult us like this."
Wang Aihua was so angry that she was trembling, so much so that talking now made her overly full stomach hurt.
Tang Mingli: ...
"Elder brother, do you also feel the same way?" Tang Mingli's gaze turned to Tang Zhengyuan.
Tang Zhengyuan agreed, saying, "Aihua is right, although I've achieved little in my life, I've at least done some things for the village, and I absolutely cannot take on the job of door watching."
Tang Mingli persuaded, "Elder brother, no job is too menial."
