175 Empty the toilet bucket

Su Qingyue had cleaned everything except for the secondary bedroom.

She stood at the doorway and knocked.

"Come in." Xiao Qinghe looked at the door that had been knocked. When there was no response from the outside, he remembered that his wife could not hear, so he pushed open the window that was ajar, and with effort, leaned on the window frame, hoping she could see him.

Su Qingyue paused for a moment, remembering her own deafness and that even if he had spoken, she would not have heard it.

When she saw the hand extending from the window, she walked to the side of the window and saw Xiao Qinghe's handsome face with a trace of tension.

"You can sit on the bed." She spoke calmly, entering the room after pushing the door.

She looked over the room, saw the adobe wall that was almost peeling, and the bed that was roughly 1.8 meters by 2.2 meters.

There was a table next to the bed, with a water pot and a ceramic cup that was missing a piece.