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When everyone saw that Yang Fan was going to pay them yesterday's wages, not only did they not feel as happy as they had imagined, they instead all became depressed, and their heads became listless.

"Huh?" Yang Fan was extremely puzzled. He pulled Yang San Mao to the side and asked quietly, "San Mao, what's wrong with everyone? Shouldn't they be happy to hear that they are paying? Why are all of them so depressed? Are they not willing to pay?"

"Hey, Brother Fan, you've been in the city for a long time, you've always been doing everything according to the rules of the city." Hey, Brother Fan, you've been in the city for a long time, you've always been in the city.

Yang Sanmao's words immediately made Yang Fan understand. Yang Shugou normally only paid the workers at the end, not the middle. He had originally wanted to make the villagers happy, but who knew that he would fail and end up causing the villagers to misunderstand.

"Don't worry everyone, I know a lot of people have difficulties at home, so I decided to give them money every day. After I'm done, we can go back to work. However, before I send the money, I have a few words to clarify. If someone doesn't agree to it, I will give them another 100, so don't go today. "

Before Yang Fan could finish his sentence, everyone shouted out their opinions. There was no need to worry about food anymore. As long as the lights were on, they could work for another two hours at night.

When Yang Fan heard this, he realized that everyone was mistaken. They thought he was going to increase the workload, which was exactly the opposite of what he was thinking.

In the end, Yang Fan told them about his request: he had to rest for two hours at noon, and get off work on time at 6 pm. As a result, Yang Fan told them about his request, Yang Fan told them about his request, and had to rest for two hours at noon, and get off work on time at 6 pm.

Yang Fan panicked and directly said, "I'm looking for a helper. What I'm talking about is the rules. Whichever uncle or aunt doesn't agree, then don't go!"

Seeing Yang Fan's rage, everyone fell silent. They all knew what was going on, and no one was confused. They knew that Yang Fan was saying this for everyone's good. No one would blame him for speaking so harshly.

In the end, everyone paid a hundred yuan in wages and happily followed Yang Fan to work. As expected, Yang San Mao received two hundred yuan and was so happy that he almost cried. His grandfather was lying at home waiting for the money to be treated.

This was also because Yang Fan didn't know that Yang San Mao's grandfather was sick. If he knew, he would have given Yang San Mao's money so that he could bring Yang San Mao to see his grandfather.

As for using Spatial Spirit Fountain to treat a person's illness, Yang Fan would usually not do it. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by the heavens, and the countryside was superstitious. Treating those who had already reached the end of their lifespan would usually mean that their lifespan would be shortened.

Although Yang Fan had gone to university before, and was a firm atheist in the past, he had always believed that there were things in the world that he couldn't recognize after activating the space within the jade pendant. Since thousands of years had passed since Chinese people said so, he couldn't go against the heavens.

Of course, Yang Fan was an exception to his parents and those who had helped him. Yang Fan was not a saint, so he would not act like Sakyamuni, who cut meat and fed it to the falcons, to use his body to save the tiger.

For example, the old headmaster, Yang Fan let him drink some Spirit Spring Water to improve his already declining heart function. But if he wanted to use the Spirit Spring Water to open a clinic to relieve all the patients' suffering, then Yang Fan wouldn't take the risk. There were many smart people in the world.

After another busy day of hard work, it wasn't until six in the evening that everyone reluctantly returned home under Yang Fan's coercing.

After returning home, Yang Fan laid on the bed and started to hum. These past two days had tired him out, comparing him to a bunch of old farmers working in the fields. Even his body that had been transformed by the Spirit Spring Water couldn't handle it, so if he continued to work like this for a few more days, he would have to fall apart.

Just as Yang Fan was about to take a shower in the backyard to relieve himself, Second Aunt's voice came from outside the door, "Sixth Sister, I heard that Little Fan has returned. Where is he? Let him come out and we can discuss tomorrow's blind date."

Yang Fan almost dropped to his knees, "Second Aunt, I'm not here. The matter of the blind date can only be discussed later!"

"Xiaofan, get the hell out here. Second Aunt has good intentions for giving you a kiss, and you're even taking it. If you don't come out, I'll go in and take you down!" When Zhong Ruan Juan's Eastern Lion Roar rang out, Yang Fan was immediately defeated. No matter how rich or powerful he was, he was still his son. How could he not listen?

As a result, Zhong Run Juan didn't drink any water and just pressed her hand to her head. She made a decision for Yang Fan, and tomorrow, she would bring him to a blind date.

She was too shy to meet her in the village, so she left the place for the blind date in the town. Tomorrow morning, she would leave for Qingshan Town to have lunch, which would be the perfect opportunity to meet her.

Yang Fan thought to himself, what's the point of meeting her if I'm too embarrassed? Just be an old maid. Zhong Runjuan, however, was grinning from ear to ear. She kept on saying that being thin-skinned was good, but being thin-skinned was something that only girls would understand.

Even the black bear joined in the laughter at Yang Fan's feet, seemingly taking pleasure in his misfortune. In his anger, Yang Fan refused to give him any space to drink the spring water, causing the black bear to cry out in anxiousness as it tugged at Yang Fan's leg, seriously protesting against his abuse of the little animals!

The next day, Yang Fan didn't go to work with his fellow villagers. After paying the bill, he gave some instructions to Mao San, telling him to bring everyone to work and then prepared to go to Qingshan Town for a blind date.

Under Zhong Luojuan's urging, Yang Fan pulled out his business attire: a white shirt, jeans, pointed leather shoes, and a trashy version of a western-style wristwatch.

The more Zhong Luojuan saw, the more she was satisfied. The more Yang Fan saw, the more awkward it felt. How was this a blind date? It was simply suffering!

Besides, he was wearing this set of salesperson's outfit to go on a blind date. There really was a type of driving that was out of place. Those who didn't know that he was going on a blind date would think that he was going to treat his customers to a meal.

Second Aunt arrived around nine o'clock. She was dressed quite stylishly and was even wearing stockings and a professional dress. Yang Fan stared blankly at her, praising her good taste. She was nothing like a rich woman from a big city.

After comparing himself to his second sister-in-law, Yang Fan felt quite ashamed. He was already a millionaire, yet he hadn't even bought a single piece of clothing for his parents.

Zhong Luojuan was still wearing a set of coarse clothes. Although they were washed very cleanly and cleaned very quickly, it was clear that she was a typical rural woman.

Yang Fan wasn't disdaining to see his mother lose face for him. Dogs didn't mind poverty, and sons didn't mind their mothers' ugliness. Besides, Zhong Runjuan wasn't ugly, so her clothes were just a bit ordinary.

His mother had washed his clothes until they were white, and his heart was in pain, tears almost flowing down his cheeks. Perhaps they were saying that a son was better than a daughter, because as a son, he was too careless. He couldn't even remember to care about his parents' lives.