Zhang Yu and Zhao Tong finished bathing, and after hanging their clothes to dry, the latter looked deep in thought.
Since the other person was silent, Zhang Yu pretended not to notice, continuing to relax in the cool breeze with her eyes squinting, while the Xia Family sisters had just finished work and were taking a bath inside.
After a while, Zhao Tong couldn't help but ask, "Why do the old knowledge youth give us so many tips?"
They shared all sorts of little tricks just because they sweet-talked them into happiness? But Zhao Tong felt it shouldn't be that simple.
Why are the old knowledge youth so enthusiastic? Zhang Yu yawned as the breeze blew and felt like sleeping, muttering drowsily, "It's simple, they are preparing us to improve adaptability."
"When autumn harvest comes, we'll be able to hold on."
