They were studying so seriously and focused, they truly forgot.
Xiao Yishan was somewhat envious that his wife was teaching them to read and write, but he didn't say anything. "So you were learning to write. Reading is a good thing."
Yuchuan added, "I'll talk to my wife. Starting tomorrow, I'll work during the day and have her teach at night. Or maybe we'll wait until we're less busy. The matters at home are more important."
"That's fine. It will save us from being short one worker, and the progress will be much slower."
Su Qingyue came out of the kitchen and saw eight empty bamboo baskets, as well as borrowed shovels, hoes, and other tools on the flatbed cart.
The three workers they hired only ate lunch there and had gone back to their own homes.
The tools would be kept at the Xiao Family's place and taken to the construction site every morning.
She greeted Xiao Yishan and went back to the kitchen.