Liang Song gripped the electrical wire tightly. Despite his palms being soaked with sweat, his hands remained exceptionally steady. He knew he carried the burden not just of connecting the line, but of the hope that every home in the village would finally have light.
His mind held only one thought: he had to finish the wiring as quickly as possible; he could not let the fellow villagers wait any longer.
Below, the villagers looked up at his figure, their eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.
Chapter 456