Professor Song made calls outside the yard one by one—he was older and slow at texting, usually sending voice messages instead.
When it came to urgent matters, he still preferred to make phone calls.
In the yard, Zhang Yanping, having eaten his fill, felt like a new man and couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Tai Xiaodong, "Just as well I was afraid of hard work and didn't study agriculture, otherwise others work in the CBD while I'd be working in the fields... How tough that would be!"
Tai Xiaodong also sighed, "Actually, it's not entirely like that. Many people who work in agricultural institutes stay in offices all day, from nine to five, regardless of weather conditions... Aren't we lucky to have such secure jobs?"
And moreover...
He curiously looked at Zhang Yanping, "What major did you study? Aren't you also working in the fields now?"
Zhang Yanping: ...
That's true.
He quickly changed the subject, "So does your university just farm all the time?"