On the other side, Lin Chunju and Yue Qingqing took the home-buying contract and headed home.
The wrinkles on her face, weathered by wind and frost, seemed to relax significantly.
It was as if she had suddenly become five or six years younger.
On the way back from the village, anyone who saw her couldn't help but look enviously.
The Yue Family was buying a house in the city now, huh? Sigh, to think that just a few years ago they were the poorest family in the village.
Now, who in the village didn't envy them?
There were quite a few people greeting her along the way, their words a mix of probing and compliments.
Lin Chunju, shrewd with age, responded with a smile, yet divulged absolutely nothing substantial.
The Qingqing led by her seemed demure as well, shaking her head innocently when someone deliberately asked a question.
Bought several properties? I don't know, I just remember the soda was really tasty.