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There was something else Zhang Wang hadn't mentioned.
Lately, he had been eating and drinking every day at Song Tan's place. It could have been because he was getting enough nutrients, or maybe it was just that the home-cooked meals were so good that he unintentionally overate a bit...
For villagers, as long as the food is good, it's only a matter of time before their health is good too.
He now felt much healthier than he had in the first half of the year. Not to mention, carrying and lifting things daily with Wu Lei, a young man, had become much less strenuous for him.
At this rate, he might live another ten or twenty years.
As long as he was able to work, he would look after the Peach Garden, and when he couldn't work, he would make straw mats for Song Tan's family... If ever he became truly unable to do anything, he didn't have anywhere to spend money anyway. He was saving his salary and his savings, planning to hire someone to look after him if needed...