My wife loves cleanliness.
If at this moment she comes out and finds that her fully mobile husband is still slovenly, my "good days" are really about to come.
For a full half an hour, I cleaned myself thoroughly.
The sound of water was still going on inside, clearly the old lady was still washing meticulously. I could even hear her humming a tune.
The old man's eyes went moist.
It's been decades since I last heard my wife humming a song.
Clearly, she is in a great mood now.
After tidying myself up, I quickly started dealing with everything else in the room. I got rid of all the smelly things in the room, wrapping them into a big bundle.
Then I very cautiously took it out and put it in Feng Yin's designated garbage area by the wall.
I thought for a moment, still feeling a bit uneasy.
"If Kid Feng wakes up and smells this tomorrow, there will probably be hell to pay."
So I grabbed all the garbage, lept into the air, flashed like a ghost, and disappeared completely.
