Su Yuanyuan set a goal for herself to make fifty bricks a day, so that by the end of the harvest, she could have saved up quite a bit, though it kept raining these past two months.
Zhao Yanli came over to visit Su Yuanyuan and saw her bustling around. She felt quite sympathetic.
"I have no choice but to work. My house is at the foot of the mountain, and if wolves or wild boars come down in winter, I'd be done for with my small frame. I'd rather tire myself out a bit and build the courtyard wall."
"Yuanyuan, are there really wild boars?"
"Yes, they're fierce."
"I'll help you."
"No need, no need. If you have time, help me find out who has extra adobe bricks. What I make definitely won't be enough, and I'll have to buy more."
"Alright, but even for those who help with the work, they might not have that many adobe bricks. I'll ask around for you."
"Thanks, Xiao Li."
"Yuanyuan, your winter melons are really pretty. Ours are all green."
