Cheng Su was already drenched in sweat, indeed stuck to her body in an uncomfortable, sticky mess.
"This is really suffering!" Cheng Su went to the bathroom, took the enamel washbasin and filled it with a basin of cold water, then plunged her face directly into it.
After a while, she lifted her dripping wet face, let out a breath, undid her clothing buttons, bathed her body with the cold water, and then went to her room to twist on the fan and blow it towards herself, managing to wash away some of the oppressive heat.
This little fan was the most basic model, a metal fan that could swivel, and it was also the most useful and valuable household appliance in the home, reportedly a reward Qi Taiguo had gotten for completing a mission.
This made the neighbors quite envious, for example, Chunhua and Guiying were still using big palm-leaf fans to create a breeze, and back in the old home, there wasn't even a fan to speak of.
