After Luo Honglan left, Fang Pingying noticed it was already getting late. Although there were still buses returning to the compound, the weather was cold with light snow falling. Worried about the road to the military base being difficult to navigate, she asked Luo Zhiyong, "You've taken a few days off; can you stay here another day tomorrow?"
Luo Zhiyong nodded but hesitated, "I do have leave, but I haven't been back to the base for several days. I'm thinking of going back to see if there's anything that needs attention."
Ever since his wife renovated the shop, he hadn't even helped to look after it, delegating everything to her. He felt a bit guilty about this and planned to help her check the carpentry and tidy up the shop tomorrow.
Fang Pingying saw that he had been running around these past few days and wanted him to rest for a day, so she said, "There's probably nothing urgent. If there was, Huang Lin would have certainly notified you by now."
