At the sound of the voices, all laughter abruptly stopped, and everyone looked toward the gate.
According to custom, when someone came over to help with chores, the family would usually be thrilled. But the person who had just arrived made everyone feel on edge, so they simply watched him with cold indifference.
Others could give him the cold shoulder, but Zhao Tiezhu could not—he was the master of the house. He immediately stood up, walked over to the gate, and said with a forced, joyless smile:
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