A group of exhausted-looking workers had gathered to take a break

When I came to the banks of the Ben Tre, I found a group of men hanging out. They were sitting in a group. They must have been workers at the nearby factory. The day's work was finally over, and everyone seemed to be relaxing. Everyone had a tired look in their eyes. They didn't seem to have time to soak in the joy of being released from their labor, a stark contrast to the expression of the man I had just met who was smoking a cigarette. They were exhausted from a day's work. The men's work must have been very hard. The T-shirts they were wearing were somewhat sagging.

They were not blowing cigarettes or chatting, they were just sitting there. One of the men was drinking coffee. He was drinking it from a large cup that looked like a beer mug. The coffee he was drinking with his tired face didn't look very good.