Upon hearing this, Mo Yan's face revealed a trace of a peculiar smile, "So it's set for today, a good day indeed." So good that she had almost forgotten about it.
The villager didn't notice Mo Yan's strangeness and thought she genuinely felt happy for Lao Mo's House, which was odd. Hadn't the two families cut ties and ceased all contact a long time ago? Could it be that the wealthy really thought differently from ordinary people?
Thinking this, the villager shook his head. Why bother with such thoughts? Better to just focus on working hard and earning the thirty wen for the day's labor.
It was the start of the workday, and as there wasn't much to do yet at the construction site, Mo Yan watched for a while before returning home to prepare lunch with Lixiu, Wu's, and two village women who had been hired to help with the Mo Family's house construction last year. Feeding over a hundred people from the two work sites was no easy task.