Faced with his father's gaze, Wu Gang reluctantly gave her half of his food, leaving the rest for his wife and children.
Old Mrs. Lan lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), listening to the gossip outside, her hatred intensifying. She had been lying inside the room to avoid embarrassment.
With a contorted face, he muttered curses under his breath, cursing Tian Chuncao and the ungrateful brother and sister. He said, "I already said someone died in that house. Aren't those two afraid?"
Bling said that she had seen many dead people in her past life.
Buyi said that he had killed many people, so what was there to be afraid of?
It's already dark, the department store must be closed. "Lingling, let's come back to buy curtains the day after tomorrow, the department store is closed."
Buling had no objections, but then asked, "Brother, is there a bus from the military compound to the county town? I can buy a ticket myself." She wanted to explore the area and learn more about this era.
Bu Yi thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there is. Tomorrow at eight o'clock, a shuttle bus will pass by the gate of the compound." However, he was a little worried about his sister: "Can you manage by yourself? There are a lot of bad people outside now." His sister was so frail.
Buling was speechless. She was just so unreliable. "Brother, I'm sixteen, not five," she emphasized.
Bu Yi chuckled and said, "In my heart, you'll always be a five-year-old girl."
Bling pouted and ignored him.
After a while, Buyi said again, "Be careful when you go shopping by yourself tomorrow."
“I know, Brother Butler!” Bling said in a drawn-out voice.
Bu Yi flicked her forehead, both amused and exasperated.
The brother and sister chatted and laughed as they returned to the military compound.
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