The last day, dear ones, hurry up and cast your monthly tickets, there are not many chances left, awww.
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Although Luo Zhiyong didn't know about the things in his previous life, he understood that what Fang Pingying said made sense.
He nodded, "Hmm, I'll talk to her tomorrow. Once she's at her in-laws', she really needs to restrain her temper, otherwise the house will be in constant quarrels."
In the following days at home, Luo Zhiyong helped Fang Pingying to roof the newly built house with tiles, and set up several stoves, and nailed some wooden shelves in the house specifically for storing things. He also helped buy all the things needed for making pastries.
He was worried that after he left, Fang Pingying wouldn't be able to find someone to help her at a moment's notice.
Once the house was all sorted out, it was almost time for Luo Zhiyong to leave.
