Ning Chenguang and Yueyue returned home, and Liu Qiaoqiao from the neighboring courtyard was still howling like a ghost.
The two little ones exchanged a smile, then both raised their index fingers, placed them on their lips, and made a "shh" sound.
In the kitchen, steaming hot buns were already out of the pot.
Liang Xiuzhu was taking out the buns while saying to her husband, "What's going on in Liu Qiaoqiao's house? The whole afternoon has been so noisy, there's no peace!"
"I heard the chimney is blocked!" He Fusheng said while tending the fire.
"How did the chimney get blocked just like that?" Liang Xiuzhu asked puzzled.
"Who knows? I say, it's good that the chimney's blocked. Maybe even the gods can't stand it and decided to send some trouble to teach that troublesome woman a lesson!"
"Yes! I feel the same way! It's satisfying!"
