Huang Cuilan smiled and waved her hand repeatedly, "Don't say that. We didn't do much today, just watched. You've been busy all day, is your eldest sister's place all tidied up?"
"All tidied up. The leftover dishes at my eldest sister's were washed and brought back by the head chef himself. I just saw them off at my second sister's yard. That master is quite good, even tidying up the second sister's yard spotlessly clean. Aunt, I don't see any problems. Just directly locked the yard door. You all relax and enjoy yourselves here."
Mother Zhang saw him finish his water and urged him to go inside and relieve Zhou Jiao.
In the guest room, Mr. Zhang and several elderly folks were sitting on the kang, with two family members sitting on chairs in front of it. An elderly villager touched the quilt on the kang and teased, "Are you used to sleeping under this new cotton quilt? I think you might need a stone slab at night to sleep soundly."
