I don't know who my parents are.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and Fengran feels that she really needs to come up with a stove to warm herself up...
[I'm a Pretty Girl: Can You Make an Oven?]
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: You can give it a try. What kind of design do you want?]
[I am a beautiful girl: Ideally, it should be a bit large, with a pot or baking pan in the middle, and a table around it. It can be heated with charcoal or wooden sticks.]
By the way, do you have any extra charcoal at home?
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: There are mountains behind my house, and the village organizes a charcoal-making event every year. How much do you need?]
[I'm a beautiful girl: I want it, what do you burn at home?]
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: We can just burn wood. My grandfather said he wanted to thank you for your medicine. So, I can give you some charcoal.]
What a kind family...
[I'm a beautiful girl: Bring me the stove when it's finished. Also, a gun and bullets. And charcoal.]
I still have your grandfather's medicine; I can give you some more.
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: Thank you, thank you! My grandfather needs to take medication regularly! I'll make it for you as soon as possible.]
[I'm a beautiful girl: Hmm. I hope you'll delete our conversations after each chat and keep them confidential. Can you do that?]
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: Okay. I don't want to know what you need these things for. I'll give you these things, and you give me the rest in return. We'll settle the payment.]
[I'm a beautiful girl: Can I trust you?]
[Woodworking Machinery Keyboardist: I promise. And I remember everything you said before. I have family, and I'm genuinely scared.]
[I'm a beautiful girl: Definitely. ...Do my job well. I won't let you down.]
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