Zhang Lan and Zhou Yu were stunned. It was true. Ever since they moved here, they had not seen any mosquitoes in the room.
After coming up with all kinds of reasons and disputing them all, they could only conclude that it was because of this house.
In fact, there were no mosquitoes nor insects because of Zhou Xiaoli. The mosquitoes did not dare to approach her.
However, Zhou Xiaoli would not tell anyone about this.
Everyone chatted and laughed. Soon, they were all done eating.
Wei Chiyu and Zhou Yu moved the cane sugar that they had made over the past four days onto the donkey cart.
After they were done packing, the village chief's family arrived.
However, the one who came was not the eldest son, Zheng Yonggui, but the village chief's youngest son, Zheng Yongyan.
"Eh? Yongyan, why are you here? Where's your big brother?" Zhang Lan was surprised and looked behind him.
