A Poor Judgement

"What is this?" Caretaker Shi widened his eyes with amazement. Right now, he was looking at the air cooler as though he had discovered the New World.

"Air cooler!" Ren Baqian replied. After pulling the rope for a few times, he yelled, "Hulu, come and pull the rope."

Then he ran to the front of the air cooler to enjoy the cold wind.

Copying Ren Baqian, Teng Hulu pulled and released the rope. The cold wind immediately hit Ren Baqian in the face, making him feel invigorated.

It felt quite pleasurable to be able to enjoy an air cooler in this world.

Tong Jia ran beside Ren Baqian and tried the thing that he had been busy with the whole afternoon.

He squeezed Ren Baqian slightly out of the way, and Ren Baqian almost fell down. After stabilizing himself, Ren Baqian turned back and glared angrily at Tong Jia, who just gave him a silly smile.