"Come in," Zhao Hai said in a deep voice. &Quot; yes, " the person outside the door replied and walked in. Zhao Hai then realized that it was not one person but three. The first person was holding two wooden buckets filled with hot water. The second person was also holding two wooden buckets filled with cold water.
The third person held a large kettle in his hand, which was no smaller than a wooden bucket. In his other hand, he was holding a black thing, but no one knew what it was for.
The three of them dodged Zhao Haiyi and said in a deep voice, " "Sir, we're here to bring you some water."
