Xinran's Little Farming Squad

Spring had arrived.

One day, just as Wen Yikang opened the Yan family’s front gate, ready to welcome the spring breeze, he was suddenly struck senseless by a powerful broom that reeked of dirt. Perhaps he had been too comfortable during the depths of winter and simply hadn’t reacted in time.

There was no need to guess who had done it!

“Zhao Ritang!!”

Realizing he’d caused a terrible mess, Zhao Ritang quickly picked up the broom. He froze for a moment, with no idea what to do, then turned and fled the scene without looking back, repeatedly bowing and apologizing to Manager Wen as he ran.

Manager Wen, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! This humble servant has terrible eyesight. Please be the bigger person and don’t tell Li Xiaohua!

Before Manager Wen could get back to his feet, Zhao Ritang hurriedly made his escape.

Good grief, run!

Why would a servant dare to be so rude and irresponsible toward the manager?

We have Li Xiaohua to thank for that.

“Wen Yikang, could you stop picking on Zhao Tiezhu all the time?!”

Wen Yikang had been inexplicably struck with a broom, and now Li Xinran was shamelessly turning the blame around. He was so angry he could hardly believe it, and pointed at himself in disbelief.

“Me? I picked on Zhao Ritang?! How is this fair to me?”

“What do you have to complain about? Look how Tiezhu’s crying his eyes out...”

Wen Yikang quickly cut off Li Xinran’s overprotective defense of him.

“Stop!”

“I didn’t touch him or lay a hand on him. He hit me with a broom. That’s what happened. Also, the master will be back at the residence this afternoon. I don’t have time to play judge. Everyone, get ready!”

Never mind. The important thing comes first. We can deal with the punishment later!