Tan Shaoting came over with the bottle, otherwise he really couldn't carry all three children.
Once the four of them went back inside, only the two of them were left in the yard.
"Xiao Li, it's already 1966. We're both nineteen now. Do you still have no thoughts on this?"
"None at all. Not a single thought."
"Is there really no one you fancy?"
"Really, there isn't. Look at the men around us: my eldest brother, I think he's too bland, being too honest doesn't work either.
My second brother, you can't get a word out of him even if you hit him with three sticks, how are you supposed to live like that?"
Su Yuanyuan nodded on the side, that's true. Zhao Yanli loves to talk, finding someone boring really wouldn't work for her.
"My sister's first husband looked honest and reliable, but he turned out to be a beast. The current one is too crafty—luckily, he treats my sister well.
