When Shen Meng got home, Lu Zhenping had not yet returned, so she quickly stacked the coal briquettes in the firewood room and took out the items she had brought from her space, placing them in the cabinet.
As Lu Mingyang and the two others pushed open the courtyard door, they saw Shen Meng taking out one piece of thermal clothing after another from the basin.
"Mom, did you buy so many thermals? When did you come back and wash them?"
"I came back quite a while ago. Why did you all come back so late? Are you hungry? Mom will go cook."
Lu Mingyang scratched his head; when he came home, he had already tried the door, and there was nobody at home. Fortunately, when Dad left, he had mentioned to Uncle and Auntie that if they were late coming back, they should go to their house for a meal; otherwise, they would have been hungry at noon.
