Yes, they have quite a few sons, except for the youngest who hasn't grown up yet, the rest are all adults and in their prime. But my eldest brother also has quite a few sons, four of them, and my second brother has two. Plus, the eldest and second brother are in their prime too. There's so much stuff to move.
Although it's not the first time, Zeng Yong still couldn't help but feel chilled to the bone.
Thinking about this, Zeng Yong's face turned cold, and he decisively refused, "Big brother, you can see that I haven't finished tidying up here either, and there's not much stuff. Going to the old house to help might not be possible, and it's not on the way."
"Not on the way?" Uncle Zeng looked at Zeng Yong with dissatisfaction, "How could it not be on the way? I think you're just unwilling to let your sons go to the old house to help. Third brother, you're so unfilial."
Wow, such a big accusation thrown at him, Zeng Yong almost laughed out of anger.
