Chapter 68: Chapter 68 - 68 Proactively Helping i

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Second Master was stunned upon hearing this and said in shock, “What? Uncle Liu knelt on the ground and begged you to contract the land? And you didn’t take any money?”

Lindsey Wolfe looked helpless: “Exactly, I said I’d only take one mu, but Greg insisted on a hundred mu. In the end, I had no choice but to contract for a hundred mu.”

“This…”

Second Master was completely dumbfounded, his mouth agape with shock, temporarily at a loss for words.

It took a good while before he collected himself and said with a strange look, “What’s with the Hall brothers? First, Uncle Hall, nowit’s Uncle Liu. Could there be someone secretly helping us?”

“Hey, now that you mention it, it’s quite possible.”

Lindsey Wolfe also felt that things had been going too smoothly lately, as if someone were silently helping her from behind.

“But… who could this person be?”

Second Master was also unable to figure it out and said gravely, “No matter who this person is, if they are truly helping us, that’s one thing, but if…” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He didn’t continue, but Lindsey Wolfe understood. If the person helping them had some malicious intent, they were already caught in a trap.

Seeing the two with furrowed brows deep in thought, Greg could hardly contain his glee. He really wanted to tell Second Master and his Aunt Lind that he was that person.

But he was afraid that if he said it directly, his aunt and the others might kill him.

Never mind about becoming smart; how to explain the incident with Uncle Hall?

Even if Uncle Hall’s matter could be explained, there was still the death of Uncle Hall to contend with.

Others are not fools; they will surely guess that Greg was inextricably linked to Uncle Hall’s death.

That would lead to a whole host of troublesome issues to sort out later.

Greg decided to stick his head in the sand like an ostrich; some problems could be dealt with later, better to keep things under wraps for now.

Lindsey Wolfe was a decisive person, the land leasing agreement had been signed, and worrying now was redundant. It would be better to rush ahead with the development of the vegetable base.

After lunch, she took Greg to that piece of wasteland on the east side of the village.

Upon arriving, they discovered that white lines had already been drawn all around the area.

Lindsey Wolfe, not quite at ease, measured the land again with her steps, and to her surprise, found that Uncle Liu had not only not skimped on the land but had actually given an extra two to three mu.

While she was pleased, her worry deepened.

After the two made a round of the wasteland, they went back to inform Second Master, and hurriedly gathered all the able-bodied men of the Jensen Family to start preparing to burn off the weeds.

The Jensen Family was not large in number, and there weren’t many workers even with everyone present.

To cultivate such a large piece of wasteland, they were indeed a bit stretched thin.

“Freya, we seem to be a little short on people,” said Third Master, concerned.

Lindsey Wolfe looked at the wasteland and felt worried, frowning, “If it really comes to it, we’ll have to hire a few people. Mr. Xia has already said that the labor costs would be included in the budget and would be reimbursed later.” “Hmm, that’s the only option, then.”

Second Master sighed deeply and was just contemplating where to find some people when Uncle Hall suddenly arrived, accompanied by a group of dozens.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the Jensen Family members all changed, and a few of the younger men even raised their hoes.

Second Master was wary, “Uncle Hall, what brings you here?”

Uncle Hall said cheerfully, “Hehe, the walls around the medicinal herb field were completed today, and since I had nothing else to do, I heard you were setting up a vegetable base here and decided to bring everyone over to help out.”

“To help? How much do you want per day?”

Lindsey Wolfe was taken aback as she was afraid Uncle Hall was looking to extort money by asking directly about the cost.

Uncle Hall laughed, “No money, I’ve already paid today’s wages. It’s just idling, coming over to give a hand.”

“No money?”

Paying their own wages to help others?

Would Uncle Hall be so kind-hearted?

The Jensen Family members exchanged glances, somewhat incredulous and a bit disbelieving.

Lindsey Wolfe hesitated, “Really, no money?”

” What, you don’t believe me? Did I charge you for that truckload of bricks this morning?”

Uncle Hall put on a fierce look, his expression tinged with a hint of anger.

He was now adept at this kind of thing, as his reputation had been so bad in the past that if he didn’t look fierce, people simply wouldn’t believe him.

Uncle Hall had really got the hang of “doing good deeds forcefully.”

When Lindsey Wolfe saw his demeanor, her heart couldn’t help trembling slightly, and she could only stammer, “Then… thank you for your trouble.”

“What’s there to thank?”

Uncle Hall smiled nonchalantly and waved his hand towards the others, “Come on, the sooner we get to work, the earlier we can go home.”

“Alright!”

The villagers of Peach Blossom Village were very simple; they didn’t care whether it was their job or not, as long as they were paid, they would do whatever was asked.

At Uncle Hall’s call, the crowd dispersed voluntarily and surrounded the wasteland in the middle.

Before long, a big fire was lit in the center of the wasteland.

The fire burned for several hours before it was finally extinguished. Everyone quickly grabbed their tools and followed the plowing cattle to till the ground.

By the time all was done, it was almost dark. Uncle Hall led everyone away, leaving only Lindsey Wolfe and a few others on the wasteland.

She looked at the now leveled land with a happy smile on her soot-blackened face.

Greg Jensen was drenched in smelly sweat, feeling greasy and very uncomfortable.

He took off his vest, wiped the sweat from his body, revealing well-built muscles.

Widow Hall’s eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze was filled with the flush of spring.

She deliberately walked up to Greg Jensen, took a deep breath, and her heartbeat inevitably accelerated once more.

“Alright, let’s go back. Tonight, come over to my place for dinner,” she said.

Lindsey Wolfe smiled, “Today, there’s no need for you to treat; tonight, I’m the host!”

“That works too.”

Widow Hall smiled somewhat unnaturally, but the thought of spending more time with Greg Jensen filled her with excitement.

The group chatted and laughed on their way back. As they passed by Marcus Jensen’s home, they saw him coming out.

Lindsey Wolfe kept a cold face as if she hadn’t seen him, and continued walking ahead.

The rest of the Jensen Family weren’t fond of him either; they gave him a cold glance as if to say hello.

Seeing the crowd drift away, Marcus Jensen also felt uneasy.

He had wanted to take the opportunity while his wife was away to go help Lindsey Wolfe, but it seemed that everyone was already returning.

He sighed deeply and shouldered his shovel to return home.

“These bricks were really given by Uncle Hall?”

“Indeed, it almost scared me to death. I thought he was going to make some excessive demands, but he said he didn’t want money.”

Now recalling the event, Lindsey Wolfe still felt somewhat uneasy.

Widow Hall, on the other hand, was looking at the neatly stacked red bricks with disbelief on her face.

“Alright, let’s go wash up,” said Widow Hall. “After we’re clean, we’d better hurry and start cooking.”

“Yeah.”

As the two approached the well, they saw Greg Jensen in just his shorts, pouring water over himself with a basin.

His wheat-colored skin glowed in the setting sun.

The crystal-clear droplets of water sliding down the grooves of his muscles made both women swallow their saliva at the same time.

Tonight, I must make him mine!

Lindsey Wolfe licked her lips, a hint of a smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.

What she didn’t know was that, right beside her, Amber Hall had the exact same idea.