Liu Tie frowned as he sized up Zhao Yan. He truly suspected that Zhao Yan had been possessed by some unclean spirit or had gone insane to even talk about hiring him as a long-term farmhand.
Hiring a farmhand meant paying wages. Zhao Yan’s family was notoriously poor in Baiyun Village; otherwise, why would they be living out here at the foot of the mountain in the middle of nowhere, just like him? If they had money, no one would suffer this way unless there was something wrong with their head.
Even the Village Chief, who was considered well-off in the village, had never dared to speak of hiring a farmhand. And yet, the first person in the village to say such a thing was a fifteen-year-old kid.
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