Yang PeiMin had just finished hanging the laundry when Qiao Ying arrived at her door.
However, she was surprised not to see Wen Qing, although she didn't pay much mind to it and invited Qiao Ying to sit down, offering some homegrown dried fruit and peanuts as snacks.
"Please sit, it's a bit cramped here."
Qiao Ying wasn't bothered by it either, as everyone lived similarly.
But she did take a discreet glance around and indeed, as she thought, it was very clean and tidy.
The curtain hanging over the bed had been drawn back, revealing neatly folded quilts, and beside the wall was a small desk with a few books arranged neatly and a large, shiny, clean space, free for use. Other than that, and the table beside her, there were no other pieces of furniture, making it look simple, yet there wasn't a speck of dust to be seen, even the floor felt crisp and fresh.
