He Zhilan was bending over, bustling about, while still managing to talk to He Teng. When she spoke, she quite naturally referred to He Teng's dormitory as home, calling it "our home!"
He Teng grunted in response, indicating he had heard her. Seeing there was nothing much else, he walked away.
As she had planned to cook for herself in the dormitory that night, He Zhilan had also bought some groceries from the city. After He Teng took a short nap, he left the dormitory, and soon after, Chen Ya'nan and the political commissar's wife came knocking.
"What are you busy with?" The political commissar's wife greeted He Zhilan as she entered, "I heard from Ya'nan that you brought pots and pans with you today? Are you planning to move in and start cooking for yourself and He Teng from now on?"
