"Oh, Wanwan, the person dragging luggage over there at the door, doesn't he look like your Uncle Zhantian? Isn't he in the United States? Has he come back again?"
After cleaning the second floor and attic, the little auntie suddenly shouted while wiping the shoe cabinet in the first floor living room.
Lin Wanwan got up from the sofa, went to the door, and looked outside. Sure enough, her uncle's family of four was dragging several large suitcases coming this way.
Lin Wanwan's face instantly turned somber. What is this family doing, bringing so much luggage? Are they planning to stay here?
She hadn't spoken yet, but Lin Zhantian had already seen the little auntie through the open door and warmly greeted, "Yo, Auntie, you're here today too, cleaning for Wanwan? Hard work, hard work."
Then, in a slightly reproachful tone, he said to Lin Wanwan, "Wanwan, how can you let the little auntie do the cleaning for you? This won't do, girls shouldn't be so lazy."
