After making up her mind, Lin Chunju began counting the days every day.
Every time her eldest returned from the city, his mother would pull him aside to ask one question.
"How is it, has it been built over there?"
Yue Jiandong could only honestly answer.
"The foundation has been laid, the house is being built," he said.
"I think it's almost halfway done."
"I estimate it will take another month to finish."
Over time, Yue Jiandong had gotten completely used to it and would report proactively every time he came back.
"Mom, I went and asked the foreman today, the progress is going quite smoothly," he said.
As spring turned to summer, the days passed by one after another.
The Yue family's life was going very smoothly.
Yue Xiaofang's tailor shop was doing very well, and she was saving more and more money.
She took the opportunity to deposit it in a city bank.
When she returned and showed the bankbook to her family, everyone was amazed.