"Sister Yundong." Her voice was still a little loud.
Gu Yundong could not help but frown. He put down his pen in frustration and asked loudly, "What's the matter?"
"It's getting late. My mother said that if you want to cook dinner, I should help you." Yes, help her by telling her where to fetch the firewood and water.
Gu Yundong looked at the sky. It was already 4 pm. It was still too early for her.
In addition, she had yet to finish painting. If it was any later, the sky would turn dark. Now that there were no electric lights, the oil lamp was too dark, so she had to finish it while the sky was still bright.
Hence, she said to Chen Yulan, who was at the door, "We ate late at noon. We're not hungry yet. You guys can cook first. We'll eat later. I still have something to do first."
As she spoke, she looked at Gu Yunshu and the other woman. The two children patted their stomachs. "I'm still full."
