Luo Qiao laughed and said, "Dad, why don't you give me an address of one of your comrades? When I have time, I can make a trip and pay a visit."
Having finished the last sip of tea in his cup, Luo Haotian said, "Sure."
After speaking, he got up, took out a leather notebook from the drawer, copied an address, and handed it to Luo Qiao. Luo Qiao looked it over carefully and then put it away.
They had drunk half of their tea when suddenly, the sound of a metal bucket hitting the ground came from next door, startling Luo Qiao. The few people inside the room frowned at once.
Then they heard Sun Liying's crying, and Luo Haotian sighed, preparing to get up and see what was going on.
They heard Sun Liying saying, "Life with Qiao Haiqing is unbearable. Don't forget you have three children to raise. She has her own parents, why must she come and torment us?