The one who comes to propose marriage at door number 135 will definitely break the threshold.

Madam He leisurely finished the red bean cake in her hand, completely ignoring Old Man Ye as she began tidying up the items in the carrying basket.

These two children were more extravagant than the other, spending money before they even earned it, not only buying a cow but also filling the basket with all sorts of goods.

And her Little Jiujiu, upon returning, had transformed from a little girl into a little boy.

After a while, Madam He took out a greasy slab of pork belly from the basket and turned to Old Man Ye, saying, "I'll go boil the meat. The children have worked hard, and we shall eat earlier today. After all, your daughter and son have bought quite a lot of red bean cakes, so if we get hungry later, we can use them to fill our stomachs."

"Hey, you, wife of mine, I'm talking to you, and you're going to cook again..." Old Man Ye stretched out his hand, but couldn't restrain Madam He's current bout of enthusiasm.