Luo Zhiyong couldn't help but laugh upon hearing her talk so much and think so far ahead, "All right, all right, your son and daughter are only four months old, and you're already talking about getting a daughter-in-law. I'm impressed. If you don't find it exhausting, go ahead and partner up with Uncle Zeng and the others. When the weekend comes and it's time off, I'll come to help you guys out. I may have read and written books, so I may not be good at other things, but I sure can help you crunch the numbers."
Hearing this, Fang Pingying couldn't help but laugh, "Right, if it really doesn't work out, this big and sturdy guy can go and carry some goods for me, can't let all this muscle go to waste."
As she spoke, Fang Pingying even pinched his solid arm laughing.
"Fine," said Luo Zhiyong after he finished talking, giving her a helpless glare.
