The carpentry master shook his head to show he didn't understand. Yet, young people today certainly loved coming up with all sorts of flashy slang that made it impossible for older folks like him to keep up.
Once the well had been pumped dry, Ye Guolou volunteered to go down and clean it.
The cleaning work lasted all the way into the evening. Completely exhausted and looking like a heap of mud, Ye Guolou lay unceremoniously on the ground in the courtyard. As he looked over at the flower bed, he suddenly froze, then rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating. For just a moment ago, he had clearly seen the stems of the flowers in the bed grow visibly taller by a whole section.
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