Grandma Fang heard the noise outside, rose from beside the stove, and went to open the door. Who could it be at this hour of the afternoon?
"Aunt Fang....."
Grandma Fang was a little shocked to see the few people outside the door.
"Come in quickly."
Each of their faces was red from the cold.
The Capital City is so much colder than the village, it's not even comparable.
Captain Zhao and his two companions still felt a bit restrained; the house was quite large.
Grandma Fang led them to the stove, asking them to put down their things and come warm up by the fire first.
She then went to cook for them.
Mrs. Zhao also hurried over to help.
They ate their meal right there in the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law, this yard?"
Little Uncle Zhao and his wife, looking at such a large yard, wanted to ask if it was rented and how one could rent such a big yard.
Mrs. Zhao knew about this.
