Shuanghe Village, when Xu Nianhua and the others returned home, it was already completely dark.
"Ying, is the food ready?" Xu Qinghe asked, occasionally looking outside, knowing that his son and daughter would be coming home today, he clocked out early.
"It's ready, it's ready, it's already being kept warm, you've asked for the fifth time today."
Ji Ying muttered, saying, "They must have gone to my dad's place today, Nianji still has goods to deliver, it will definitely be late when they get home."
"Have I asked five times?" Xu Qinghe rotated his neck, feeling no way that he had asked five times, simply opened the door and went out into the yard, the cold wind biting, but the moment their car comes back, it would be easy to spot.
"It's cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold."
Ji Ying reminded him, tugging at her cotton jacket as she headed out.
The bright headlights were exceptionally conspicuous in the dark village.
