In the countryside, it wasn't banknotes that were in circulation, but copper coins and small pieces of silver.
Qiao Xiaomai acknowledged with an okay, recalling Shopkeeper He's expression and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Tomorrow we'll slaughter a sheep and have a whole lamb feast to celebrate, you go invite Grandpa back."
"Tomorrow?" Tong Sanlang raised his eyebrows slightly. He released Qiao Xiaomai's hair and, with a flip, pressed her beneath him.
He hooked his lips up in a gentle smile, "The celebration should start with the two of us."
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai promptly wrapped her arms around Tong Sanlang's neck, "Well then, what are we waiting for?"
Let's just go for it!
The night is still long.
...
As the sun rose, the two who had entangled all night fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
