He also took time to buy household items.
"Your sister can't say that she will never go out on the street in her life, right?" Su Qing asked.
"Then what can we do? We can't beat the opponent with our arms. If we can't provoke me, we can't hide from me." As he said that, Mao Yong kicked a stone forward quickly, as if to vent his resentment.
Unless his sister becomes a woman in her forties or fifties and loses her beauty, otherwise—
Cheng Fangyi asked, "Mao Yong, are you from Beining City? Or did you move here?"
"As for me, my family and I were born and raised in Bac Ninh City." He felt very uncomfortable because he had no human rights and freedom in his hometown.
"Then do you know why foreign investors come to Bac Ninh to invest? Do you have any special products or features?"
Cheng Fangyi roughly observed the terrain of Beining, which was full of mountains and rolling hills.
The scattered villages are nestled among the hillsides.
But the land is very barren and there are only a few varieties of grass.
"Is poverty a specialty?" Mao Yong said with a wry smile. "The soil here is not good. We can't grow food. Every household relies on doing odd jobs in the next city to make ends meet. But in the past two years—well, forget it, why am I telling you all this?"
When talking about the situation in the past two years, Mao Yong hesitated.
This aroused the curiosity of Su Qing and the other two.
"We're here. This is my home." Mao Yong pushed open the door to the yard and saw a girl with a ponytail drying her quilt in the yard.
"Maoni, my brother is back. We have guests coming. Please make the bed quickly."
The girl named Mao Ni grinned and said, "Okay, how many rooms do you want for the three of us?"
Mao Yong smiled at Cheng Fangyi embarrassedly. He was so busy chatting that he didn't even ask how many rooms were available.
"Two rooms." Su Qing made a scissors gesture.
"Okay, you guys take a seat first. I'll go make the bed. Don't worry, our house is very clean. We'll take out the quilts to dry as soon as the sun comes out."
Mao Ni wrapped herself in a quilt and rushed into the house to clean up.
Mao Yong brought hot water to the three of them. "This is freshly boiled water. Drink some to warm your body. I'll go cook first."
"Let's do it ourselves." Su Qing refused.
It’s better to be careful about what you eat. She doesn’t want to put her life in someone else’s hands so easily.
Mao Yong quickly explained, "No, you don't have to pay extra for the meal, we cover it. It's just simple food, but it's enough to fill you up."
He thought Su Qing didn't let him do it because he thought eating cost money.
"It's okay, we can just make it ourselves. We don't mean to look down on you, because we are from Guangzhou, and the taste of Guangzhou is different from that of Beining." Su Qing made up an excuse.
Mao Yong stopped trying to stop her after hearing this. "The cornmeal is in this vat, the oil and salt are here, and the vegetables are hanging in the basket. Big sister, do you want me to light a fire for you?"
"No, my sister-in-law and I can come, you and my husband can have tea and chat outside."
After driving Mao Yong away, Su Qing took three kilograms of rice, one kilogram of pork, half a kilogram of spareribs, two cabbages, and three or four eggplants from the space warehouse, as well as portable bags of seasonings.
After confirming that all the materials were ready, he called Wenli in.
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