Seeing Kuai Yanyang's face, Sister Zhu immediately broke into a smile.
Because she hadn't smiled for a long time, the muscles on her face were stiff, making her smile look a bit peculiar.
Kuai Yanyang's eagerness showed only for an instant before he quickly suppressed it and warmly welcomed Sister Zhu inside.
With his head lowered, he said sadly, "It's all my lack of ability, making Granny Lu, at such an age, still toil so hard."
Sister Zhu was also feeling uncomfortable listening to the sound of clothes being pounded rhythmically.
This small wooden cabin was originally a simple remodeling of a cowshed into a house, and in some corners, traces of long-lasting cow dung can still be found, with an odd scent lingering under the nose.
No matter how many times she came here, Sister Zhu always felt a bit uncomfortable.
