She knew the time was right. So she went to the floor and placed the remaining potatoes together with a bowl of untouched vegetables. Then she tidied up the table.
Looking at Ma Dongmei lying sprawled out on the kang.
Xiang Zhiqiang was also lying on the side, mumbling something incessantly.
Zheng Lanying dodged Xiang Zhiqiang's hand and got on the kang to cover Ma Dongmei with a quilt.
"Dongmei, Dongmei, wake up. Lie under the quilt."
Ma Dongmei opened her eyes groggily. "Dongmei, lie under the quilt, don't catch a cold. I'll go bring a bowl of vegetables to your parents."
Ma Dongmei sat up in a daze and then started undressing herself, leaving only her undershirt and pants, and got into the quilt.
Zheng Lanying laughed, thinking that it really had nothing to do with her; this was something Ma Dongmei brought upon herself.
