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Chapter 11: Helping
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Chen Hu smiled at Su Sanlang and said, “Wasting my time? I’ve already finished all the work at home today. What trouble can it be if I help you cut some weed? Besides, we’ve been good friends since we were young. If I don’t help you now, I’ll be unable to sleep peacefully in the future.”

“Plus, it’s been sunny for a few days in a row already. It might rain cats and dogs some day. Sister-in-law just gave birth. She can’t be in the rain. Don’t say anything. Let’s get to work.”

Chen Hu started cutting the weeds immediately.

Su Sanlang was so touched that he choked. “Thanks.”

With that, he picked up the scythe and continued cutting the weeds.

By sunset, a large patch of weed in this wasteland was cleared. Chen Hu then helped to twist the weeds into ropes and tie up the cut weeds in large bundles.

“Sanlang, when are you going to renovate the house? Do you want to do it tonight? I’ll help you weave the grass after dinner. It’s a beautiful day and there’ll be a moon tonight.”

Chen Hu told Su Sanlang as he tied up the grass.

Su Sanlang was grateful, but he rejected the offer. He said, “Hu, I appreciate your kindness, but you really don’t have to help. I can get it done myself. It’s not easy for you either. Take care of your own home.”

Chen Hu’s situation was not much better. When Chen Hu was little, his feet were burned and he became a cripple. Although he was the youngest son in the family, his two older brothers were seven or eight years older than him, and he was a cripple, so he was not well liked by his parents.

Chen Hu’s wife, Madam Qian, was also disabled after being burned when she was young. There were scars on her face, and only half of her thumb was left on one hand.

He had two daughters and no sons. He was not in a good place at home. He had been scolded a lot when he came to help Sanlang.

Chen Hu lowered his eyes and swallowed before saying, “Sanlang, why do you think our lives are so difficult?”

“In any case, I regard you as my brother. If you hadn’t saved me when I was young, I, Chen Hu, wouldn’t be alive today. Besides, I’ve done most of the work that I’m supposed to do. I want to help you and no one can stop me?”

Chen Hu looked up, his eyes red. He had a disability and was not tall. His parents felt that he was embarrassing and did not like him, but they did not think about who caused his disability in the first place!

When he was younger, his two older brothers, who were seven or eight years older, had fought over food. His parents hadn’t cared. He hadn’t been able to fill his stomach and was lucky he didn’t die.

When he was young, he was pushed into a river by his two brothers. It was Su Sanlang who risked his life to save him. When he was young, he loved to follow Su Sanlang around. Su Sanlang would give him two bird eggs when he found three, and some wild fruits when he picked them. Over the years, they forged a deep and lasting bond.

He’d never forgotten it.

Looking at Chen Hu like this, Su Sanlang found it difficult to refuse. He patted Chen Hu’s shoulder and smiled bitterly. “As long as I don’t die, I’m not afraid. Come after dinner. I’ll remember this favor. If there’s a chance in the future-”

He would definitely repay Chen Hu.

However, Chen Hu interrupted Su Sanlang with a smile and said, “I don’t want you to pay me back even if you have the chance. I’m the one paying you back in the first place.”

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