476. Add a cover to the back hill_1

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The summer this year was especially hot; on the very first day of Minor Heat, temperatures had already soared to 39 degrees Celsius.

Vegetable vendor Old Zhao drove over to Song Tan's house and guzzled down two bowls of silver fungus soup in the yard before he vehemently wiped off his sweat:

"This heat is way too intense!"

Wu Lei, who was frantically moving watermelons from the back hill to the truck, cast him a resentful glance—

His daily source of laborious pain was this very person, Old Zhao, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes!

Damn it! If he wasn't picking vegetables in the garden early in the morning, then he was out in the scorching sun picking watermelons in the afternoon…

Now that he had been working at Song Tan's place for half a month, his entire body had turned a dark tan, and when he looked in the mirror, he could only flaunt his white teeth (cavities hidden inside, out of sight)…