The busy tone reached Jiang Ci's ears. She glanced down at the phone and reluctantly put it back in its place.
The administrator scratched his face and said, "Counselor Jiang, you and your wife have such a good relationship."
Jiang Ci laughed and said, "If our relationship isn't good, how can he be my lover?"
The administration thought about it and agreed.
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The reason Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli's bedroom had a kang (heated brick bed) was because Jiang Ci was afraid of the cold in winter. With a kang, they could heat it in winter and dry their clothes on it, making the mornings less unbearable.
This winter, the Zhou family used far less charcoal than in previous years because Zhou Mingli stopped using the kang (a heated brick bed).
He stood next to the phone, still holding it in his hand.
Special, very.
Is Jiang Ci trying to say that she misses him very, very much?
The unexpected phone call this morning put Zhou Mingli in a very good mood.
He quickly got dressed; it was still dark outside.
Hearing Zhou Mingli brushing his teeth and washing his face, Huang Zheyue got up shakily, "Uncle, you're up so early."
“A batch of television sets is being shipped to Tongxian this morning. It’s a big order, and I have to go with them.” Zhou Mingli wiped his face and said to Huang Zheyue, “I don’t know when I’ll be back tonight. You can take Yangyang and Miaomiao out to eat.”
"Then let's go eat hot pot."
Zhou Mingli was speechless. "Whatever."
"By the way, I've been quite busy lately. Keep an eye on your email inbox, and remember to collect any packages we have."
"Okay." Huang Zheyue nodded without hesitation, then asked after a moment, "Wait, who's sending things to our family?"
Zhou Mingli paused upon hearing this, a smile appearing in his eyes, "Your Aunt Jiang."
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