Zhu Shijun's face tightened after hearing those words, and he spoke with righteous indignation, "Da Fu, you don't have to be polite, I am happy to help. For someone like me, who feels like a burden wherever I go, being able to serve the villagers a bit is hardly a hardship."
"Go back; Sister-in-law Lian just told me to let you go back early. Xiao Xian has gone to buy popsicles; if she can't find you later, she'll complain that I love bossing people around again," Jin Dafu did not retort any further, knowing the elder's temperament. He was not as shrewd and meticulous as the elder, but in some ways, they were similar; for example, even though he was old and retired, he still refused to rest.
