Xu Ke didn't know how long it had been, but he felt his eyelids were particularly heavy. When he opened his eyes, he only felt the glaring sunlight outside, which was shining warmly on him.
Then he heard the sounds of cows and sheep, and the lady of the house was shouting, "It's one thing for people to wait for me to cook, but now even these animals won't leave me alone. What did I do in my past life to deserve marrying into such a rundown household?"
Upon hearing this voice, Xu Ke frowned. Wasn't he in his own room?
But now, as he looked up, this room was completely constructed of rotting wood.
Moreover, these pieces of wood, having gone unmaintained for years, had been eaten by bugs, leaving behind a lot of wood dust, which was now falling down.
Some even fell on Xu Ke's nose, making him uncomfortably brush it away.
