C39 You'd Better Get the Hell out of Here

"Jin, who is at home?" At Yang Baolin's house, Fu Jin, who had eaten a few mouthfuls with Mrs Hua and Yang Lan, sat on Yang Lan's bed and chatted with the two of them. Mrs Hua sat at the head of the bed and made shoes.

"A few idlers. " Fu Jin replied Mrs Hua lightly.

"This child, where did this idler come from?" Mrs Hua smiled and did not ask too much.

"Aunt