C800 Persuasion
It was usually Shen Xiuhua who did the complaining, while Hong Tao read his newspaper. But today, he had been staring at the same page for ages, lost in thought, without turning a single page. His eyes were fixed on a corner of the paper, but his mind was elsewhere.
The doorbell rang, and Shen Xiuhua put down her cloth, wiped her hands, and hurried to the hallway to open the door
