"I'll go in and take a look first." Wang Ruofu said and walked in.
The room was as cold as an ice cellar, and one window was leaking.
The teacups on the table are not in sets, and the tables, chairs and benches are all old.
Wang Ruofu remembered that when they first moved into this house, she had seen all the yards one by one. Tingyuxuan was not that shabby either.
Why is it like this now?
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