"Who's that?" He tossed aside the clothes and came out to see He Hongyu, quite surprised, "He Zhqing, why are you at my house? You looking for me for something?"
"Um, there's something I'd like to ask Brother Chen for help with." He Hongyu's cheeks were flushed, very shy, "Brother Chen, won't you let me in to talk?"
"Ah, this… please come in."
Chen Shengjun seemed quite nervous, like a young boy who'd never met a woman, rubbing his hands and asking, "He Zhqing, do you want water? I… I'll get you a bowl of water."
"No need, Brother Chen, I'm not thirsty."
After entering the room, He Hongyu saw the place was relatively clean and silently breathed a sigh of relief, asking with a smile, "Brother Chen, are you doing laundry?"
"Ah, yes… yes." Chen Shengjun pulled down his rolled-up sleeves awkwardly, "My mom and my sister-in-law went to the square to collect grain, and there were just a few clothes left, so I washed them myself."
