The wife still has a small mindset, but Old Yang can understand. After all, she's just out of school and still very innocent; he doesn't wish for a woman with too much on her mind, so this is perfect.
The three of them arrived at the doorstep, "You two look for burlap sacks in the back, I'll get off and open the door."
"Xiao Qiang, quickly give your brother-in-law a sack to cover himself."
"I don't need it. Just make sure you two don't get drenched."
Old Yang got out of the car, opened the gate, and then drove straight into the yard.
Since it's all black soil, it's extremely muddy after the rain. Old Yang frowned, planning to wait until sunny weather to find Shitou to pave the yard. At least there should be a path.
Watching his wife run into the house, Old Yang went directly to the woodshed and carried a lot of firewood, planning to make a fire later.
