The dog days of summer quietly retreated, and the weather gradually turned cool. On the large jujube tree in front of the Fang Family's house, only a few red jujubes pecked half away by birds remained on the branches, swaying precariously in the wind.
Uncle Fang's originally thin face seemed to have grown a circle thinner after the summer. Fourth Master Liang sat in a bamboo chair, waving a cattail leaf fan, and laughed at Uncle Fang for worrying too much, which was why he had lost so much weight. Uncle Fang also bantered with Fourth Master Liang, saying he was too carefree, which was why he lacked physical strength. The two of them had somehow made up and become as close as before, but Fourth Master Liang had harbored a lingering worry ever since.
The half-month holiday at the brick kiln was coming to an end, and Fang Yi had to go back to work. Only then did he remember a question: exactly how many days of work in Zhang Dafeng's kiln would it take to pay back that debt of over a hundred yuan?
Chapter 52