"What's the point of setting up a stove? Sister-in-law, just use mine if you need to. Look at this place, it's just one room. Where would you even put a stove? And you still need space for a table and such—it's too much trouble."
Sun Erhu said with a grin, thinking he could also get a meal out of it.
Tan Zhenghong glanced at Qiao Duo'er, "Duo'er, what do you think?"
"Let's just set up a stove under the eaves; it's more convenient that way," Qiao Duo'er said earnestly.
Almost every farmhouse has a yard, and it's a hassle to go to the neighbor's, especially in summer when you need to boil water and have to carry it back and forth.
Tan Zhenghong nodded, "Erhu, help us set one up then."
Sun Erhu was a bit surprised and struggled to find the words, "Brother Hong, I had no idea you were one to pamper your wife. Alright, I'll do it!"
