Opening the gate, the first thing she saw was the new roof tiles. The courtyard was neat, and the paths she wanted were paved.
Jiang Xinyu was quite pleased, the worker was really tidy.
Suddenly, it felt like lightning flashed overhead, followed by thunder. "Oh my, I'm a good citizen and haven't done anything wrong. Why does it feel like I'm about to be struck by lightning?" She said, then dashed into the house after closing the gate.
The wind raged, and she could even hear the sound of tiles being blown about on the roof.
Zhu Bajie is coming. Slow down, second brother.
Suddenly she remembered there wasn't firewood in the living room yet, so she hurried to the shed, gathered the wood, and ran out.
As soon as she got inside, large raindrops began to fall heavily. Jiang Xinyu suddenly thought of a joke she read on WeChat in her previous life.
A WeChat group was filled with highly educated researchers who calculated the joke of a drop of water falling from the thirtieth floor.
