What?!
Zhang Yanping's eyes widened in shock, "Do you have a lot of work?"
"How could I not?!"
Wu Lei was so anxious that he raised his voice.
"I start picking vegetables at 4 in the morning, and keep picking until 6. After breakfast, I go up to the mountain to pick watermelons, and also have to load them onto the truck, picking until around 9 or 10 a.m. Barely get a break during the hot noon, and at 3:00 p.m., it starts all over again—I have to keep going until—"
He paused: "This time, picking watermelons only goes until 5 p.m., but I still need to feed the ducks, clean the duck pen and so on... My days are just too packed!"
He complained.
"How can you be like this?" However, Zhang Yanping stared at him, but let out a long sigh, "Aren't your days already good enough now?"
"Me, my days are good???"
Wu Lei pointed incredulously at himself with the back of his hand.
"Yes, you."