Zhou Wangshu carried the buckets to the well to fetch water.
The well was surrounded by the village women. As they saw Zhou Wangshu, they gave him an odd look, sizing him up.
"This young man is really handsome, built well too, he's a head taller than my husband. If you don't mention it, who would believe he's not even fifteen?"
"I heard he's half a year younger than the Yao Guang girl! That little Yaoguang really struck gold, spending ten cents for such a handsome young husband."
"Little Wangshu, Auntie doesn't have the strength, could you help me pull up the water?" Aunt Li said with a smile.
Zhou Wangshu blushed and nodded obediently, "Okay. But I'm not very strong, I might pull it up a bit slowly..."
"That's okay, take your time."
