Zhao Tienan returned home, and it was already past ten o'clock at night.
Not only did he look slightly tired, but he was also a bit tipsy from drinking.
Although he could hold his liquor fairly well, compared to the village's drunks, there was still a certain gap.
"Ah..."
Zhao Tienan lay down on the kang, letting out a long yawn, with the lingering scent of two girls in the bedding.
Until now, the beautiful figures of the two Little Demons from last night still kept appearing in his mind.
What a pity, tonight was destined to be spent alone.
The next morning, Zhao Tienan took money out of his own pocket and found several people in the village who knew about renovations to help fix up the barbershop.
"Doctor Zhao, we all live in the same village, and the Sun Family is indeed quite struggling. Since you're helping out with her affairs, we'll show our support by cutting the labor cost in half, but you'll need to provide the materials."
