C249 I will Give You a Small Gift!

Shaoqiang had been holding a hammer all afternoon, and now he had a blister on his thumb. The knife was ready, but he wanted to help Xinran sharpen it to be as sharp and bright as Yongfa's surgical knife.

Shaoqiang's yard was still open, the light bulb glowing, when Xinran appeared at the door. She saw Shaoqiang, unbothered by mosquitoes, sitting under the eaves