After listening, Zhang Guoqing and his brother exchanged smiles, nodding repeatedly in agreement. Although their parents' thoughts were a bit selfish, it was indeed true. All the women in the family worked; did the elderly couple still have to take care of the grandchildren and serve the younger generation on schedule?
It was only around eight in the evening, yet the village was silent. Occasionally, a few barks could be heard. The cold wind rustled the roadside trees, and from a distance, there were no figures on the stone bridge connecting the two villages. The households near the village entrance had already slept; the place was pitch black, and nobody was strolling in the freezing weather.
