"Your house is really so much warmer than mine. I'll just come here during the day to get warm."
What could Su Yuanyuan say? How did he become so straightforwardly impolite all of a sudden?
After lunch, Tan Shaoting lounged on the heated bed reading a newspaper, occasionally chatting with Su Yuanyuan.
The newspaper in his hand was from the province. "Su Yuanyuan, let me read you a passage."
After listening, Su Yuanyuan realized that the commune was going to be implemented here as well.
"Doesn't have much to do with us, right?"
"Yeah, it should be like that. We're on a farm here."
"Buying things will become troublesome in the future."
"Isn't that right? But I see you've prepared quite a lot."
"Luckily, it's far away, so out of laziness, I don't have to go buy anything." What a strong excuse!
"With my help, you could farm one hundred acres."
