Liu Duo sat on her rocking chair, brushing her kitten's fur. Bai Xiaojiao had grown up quite a bit, and she knew her master was a kind lady.
Out of nowhere, she suddenly thought of Liu Ran, and wondered how they had been. Had they or had they not moved out?
It was cooler and windier that day. Was there going to be a drop in temperature? "Ling, let's bring in the bamboo pieces we have left out to dry. I think the rain's coming."
Ye Ling looked up at the sky and nodded. Indeed, the weather wasn't good. Gray clouds had gathered. It was better to keep them now than to be sorry later.
Little Lian and the rest helped to pack up the bamboo pieces.
The ones that were completely dried were packed in gunny sacks and stored in the empty room on the second floor. They had a lot in stock, but Ye Liu wasn't in a rush to sell them. Liu Duo didn't ask. She believed in his mind for business, and knew he must have his reasons.
