Although Yu Xiaolian spoke thus, the Sun family still wanted to tidy up the rooms in the second room courtyard, reasoning that storage rooms should also be clean.
Yu Xiaolian helplessly let her be, as her mother had a bit of a cleanliness obsession.
Hard work makes everything easier. As Yu Xiaolian finished laying the kang mats in the west room, the Sun family had already cleaned the three rooms in the second courtyard and started sweeping dust in the warehouse with a broom.
Her mother's eyes really couldn't tolerate even a speck of dirt; she was naturally diligent.
As for Yu Xiaolian, her body remained inactive while her soul was restless.
Um, don't call me lazy. I'm just busy in a less obvious way.
Yu Xiaolian slowly cleaned out the garbage from the courtyard, she was just about to throw away the broken bench in the yard when the Sun family hurriedly called her over, saying to keep it for firewood, otherwise they'd have to spend money on buying fuel.
