Ma Xiaofeng said, stretched out her hand, smelled it, and then showed a disgusting gesture.
"Hey, I can't smell it. Once I smell it, I feel like I can't use my hands anymore!" Ma Xiaofeng sighed, "If this continues, and the pigs are washed in the water for a while, I won't be able to smell this smell even from a long way away. Son?"
"There's nothing you can do, Xiaofeng, your hands smell, and mine also smell!" Zhao Ping'er said and put her hand in front of Ma Xiaofeng.
Ma Xiaofeng smelled a strong smell of pig waste.
Frowning involuntarily, Ma Xiaofeng asked Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, don't you wash your hands properly every time you wash the pigs?"
"I must have washed it. I rubbed it with clean water several times, but the smell just can't be removed. There's nothing I can do." Zhao Ping'er muttered.
"Sister Ping'er, you can't rub it with water. You have to rub it with soap soap. Smell it, the smell on my hands is much lighter than yours!"
Zhao Ping'er went over to smell it and found that it was indeed much lighter, "It seems to be Ao, Xiaofeng, your hands don't seem to smell that bad."
"It still smells bad. I wash so much every day and I'm exhausted. If I sell too much, I won't be able to finish it. If my mother hadn't helped me every day, I would have only washed a little."
Qin Yuan turned his eyes and said, "If we can buy more pig sewers, we don't have to do it ourselves. We can hire someone to wash the pig sewers for us. Wouldn't it be enough to pay some wages a day? Can there be three people? The wages are forty cents, and I don’t believe that no one in the village is rushing to do it!”
Zhao Ping and Ma Xiaofeng felt the same after being reminded by Qin Yuan.
There is no need to do the hard and tiring work of cleaning pig waste by yourself. For thirty pennies, countless women in the village will work hard to help clean it.
After all, it is not easy to earn thirty pennies in the village.
Even if a man goes to work in the town, he may not be able to earn thirty cents even if he works exhaustingly for a day.
"Brother Yuan, when our pigs go into the water, don't wash them yourself. Just ask someone to wash them for us.
Hey, my hands stink after washing them, and I feel like vomiting from the smell! "
Qin Yuan rolled his eyes at Zhao Ping'er, "You obviously just want to be lazy, why are you talking so much?"
Zhao Ping'er muttered aggrievedly, "Brother Yuan... why are you like this... I'm busy here and there every day, and I'm really tired..."
"Okay, okay, if you want to hire someone to wash it, just hire someone to wash it. The smelly hands are really disgusting." Qin Yuan frowned in disgust.
After all, he still had to live with Zhao Ping. If he got close to Zhao Ping'er, he could smell this smell, which was indeed unpleasant.
If he hires someone, Zhao Ping'er won't have to fuss over him in the future, so that's good.
Qin Yuan's actions fell in Zhao Ping'er's eyes, but she thought Qin Yuan was feeling sorry for her, with a happy expression on his face and said to Qin Yuan, "Brother Yuan, you are so kind!"
Zhao Ping'er didn't mind saying that. She was ashamed in front of others and rested her head on Qin Yuan's shoulder, looking affectionate.
After Ma Xiaofeng saw it, she complained in her heart that Zhao Ping'er was really shameless. After all, she came from a big girl's family. There was no need to show off her affection in public.
Qin Yuan pushed Zhao Ping'er's head away in disgust. He said to Zhao Ping'er, "What are you doing? You are so embarrassed in front of Xiaofeng. You are really..."