Chapter 74: There Are Many Wonderful Things in the World

"Every era has its own mark, for example, my grandma's generation, they've been poor, gone hungry, eaten from the communal pot, went to the countryside, they suffered their entire lives, and even when they got old and it was time for them to enjoy life, they couldn't sit still. They'd get up before sunrise every day and if they really had nothing to do, they'd grab a broom and sweep here and there in front of the door, as if they wanted to sweep a layer off the road."

Since Jiang He came, Xu Qing gradually turned into a chatterbox, rambling on and on when there was nothing to do, and Jiang He actually loved to listen, as if it was all a fresh story.