Sun Ahfu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, "Sanlang, I'm staying over this side—" As soon as he moved, a stench hit them in the face.
Wang Yonggui couldn't help but hold his breath and stepped back two steps before saying reluctantly, "Ah, Ahfu, you've suffered these past few days. My mother has been in such a temper recently. Wait until she calms down, and I'll talk to her. You'll just have to bear with it for a few more days..."
As he spoke, he entered the storeroom with the bundle, but the small room was so cluttered that Lady Lin had only managed to clear a space barely big enough for one person to lie down, and there really was nowhere to put anything.
Wang Yonggui actually wanted to put down the bundle and come out, but Sun Ahfu was blocking the door, and that stink kept drilling into his nostrils.
