Lin Tang covered her mouth and yawned, saying, "I've made something that needs to be transported to the Cotton Textile Factory, so I was thinking of bringing over a cart."
Having a cart would be convenient and would also save her the trouble of having to bother others often.
Lin Qingshui nodded, "Is the courtyard place comfortable to live in? If you're accustomed to it, let's think of a way to... perhaps secure that house for..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but his implication was very clear.
Lin Tang felt the time was ripe, so she revealed that she had bought the courtyard.
She blinked her eyes, whispering softly, "I've got that house all..."
Her right hand slowly closed into a fist, making a gesture to indicate everything was already taken care of.
Lin Qingshui understood and was somewhat slow to react.
"...When did you take care of it?"
How could it be so quick?
