He stretched out his hand, the rain had almost stopped, and turning his head he saw a tall trainee boy draped in an oilcloth cloak, nailing nails on the roof.
Luo Yu saw the group and took the long metal nail from his mouth, greeted them somewhat silently, "Good morning, Mr. Reed, Ade."
"And what about me?" the Papalarian asked, jumping up and down with his hand raised.
"You too, Parker."
"Haha," the little fellow was extremely pleased.
"You need to make it sturdier this time," Tianlan looked up and couldn't help but give some earnest advice, "It can't leak again, you know, the rain almost reached my bed yesterday, I was about to go crazy."
Luo Yu didn't argue, just nodded his head.
Fang Hong thought more deeply and asked, "Was the damage severe?"
