Chapter 159 - 158 Organizing the Old House
An Hao’s face turned as red as a ripe shrimp, while Qin Jian’s expression seemed calm with no ripples, but a faint smile had already softened his eyes and brows.
"My goodness, you just walk right in without even knocking!" Tian Niu couldn’t help but tease, "Such a lovely scene you’ve disturbed."
"Well, if I don’t knock, you didn’t remind me either!" An Ping glared at Tian Niu, regretting his impulsive action and perhaps also regretting seeing An Hao kissing Qin Jian.
"Alright, enough chit-chat. It’s getting late, let’s start working early," Qin Jian stood up, cast a glance at An Hao, and directed the group to go out and start working.
The yard was overgrown with weeds; the first order of business was to clear out the small courtyard.
He took off his jacket and began cutting the grass with a sickle in hand.
Jian Ying climbed up a tree with a saw, starting to saw off wildly grown branches.
An Ping and Tian Niu carried sand and gravel from the riverbank, and even spent money on some cement, applying it to the crumbling walls.