"Don't tell you, Dad, you can tell my mother to come back and cook for us at noon, and they will return to Shuizhe Township in the afternoon." Xie Jiaying did not want to listen to her father's repetition, "Hanzi, go, let's go upstairs and play, don't talk to him, there's a generation gap, say so much about what to do." Then he pulled him upstairs.

Only Xie Yuntian remained in the hall laughing.

"Wow, Jiaying, is this your room? Why is it so big?' Seeing a room of fifty or sixty square meters, Chingzi exclaimed. I remember the last time I went to Yang Lanlan's house, the house she...