Under the night sky, Jiang Nian finished setting off fireworks and looked around.
In the countryside, generally, two or three households live close together, but they are far from others. In autumn, people sleep early, and he already saw several households with their lights on.
With the lights on, his energy bar also lit up.
He quickly went downstairs, ate a bit of what he brought, boiled water for a bath, and then hastily went to sleep.
The next day, it was cloudy.
Jiang Nian was woken up by the vibration of his phone. The dimly lit room was filled with a faint musty smell. He reached out for his phone, fumbling several times.
Finally grasping it, he squinted at the bright light of the phone.
It was Xu Qianqian calling.
"Hello?" His voice was sleepy, and he had no intention of getting up.
Xu Qianqian's voice was as usual, "Open the courtyard gate, warmth delivery is here."
