78 This was truly killing two birds with one stone

The two of them walked home hand in hand, with a big goose following them behind.

Xiao Hanzheng had slept during the day and wasn't sleepy now. 

So, he lit the oil lamp and wrote more.

Shi Qingluo sat opposite his desk and wrote her plans for the sugar workshop, the paint workshop etc.

The two of them wrote quietly, while the dim yellow light illuminated them warmly.

It was a little late. Shi Qingluo finished writing the plan and shouted to Xiao Hanzheng, "Old Xiao, I'm sleepy."

After Xiao Hanzheng finished writing that paragraph, he put down the pen and raised his head. "Then let's rest together."

The two of them washed up and went to bed together.

Shi Qingluo touched the pillow and felt the breath of the person beside her. 

She dozed off very soon.

Xiao Hanzheng reached out and smoothened Shi Qingluo's scattered hair on her face. 

He used the tip of his finger to point at her nose.