The place nestled by the mountains and water has fresh air that can't be compared to the smog of Beijing.
Having eaten too much, Yao Zibao stood in the old courtyard of the residence stretching lazily. Tall Handsome sat on the steps, playing with his phone, and took the opportunity to report the latest frontline information to Jun Ye far away in Beijing.
In the living room, Second Sister You finished wiping the table with a cloth. Seeing Grandma Shen sitting motionless on the sofa, she walked over and asked softly, "Mom, aren't you going to take a nap this afternoon?"
"Just ate my fill." Grandma Shen's old eyes were half-closed, almost asleep. She was in a good mood today, too stuffed, caught in a struggle between overeating and the drowsiness bug.
Second Sister You gently laughed, "Then I'll go help you warm the quilt in the room with a hot water bottle."
"Aren't the guests all not sleeping?" Grandma Shen struggled to sit up, saying.
