Contentment brings happiness. Zhou Jiao was not the least bit dissatisfied with these conditions, especially upon seeing the bedroom walls covered with clean white paper, and the table top showing the wood grain after being cleaned.
She let out a joyful laugh.
"Little fool!"
"Thank you, husband, you've worked hard. I really like this place."
Zhang Guoqing lovingly touched her head. Despite being the best courtyard in the village, it was still the worst room they had ever stayed in.
"Anywhere with you feels like Heaven."
Zhang Guoqing was instantly healed, his eyes brightened, and he gave her a big kiss on the cheek, expressing regret: "It's a pity there's no electricity here."
"It's okay, a kerosene lamp works too, we'll light another one," Zhou Jiao said, while touching the brand new kang mat with her big belly, "Do you still have a secret stash?"
Zhang Guoqing burst into laughter, "Silly wife!"
