"Two circles."
"Pong! Fifty thousand."
"I've won."
A round ended, Liu Yumei picked up a piece of cloud cake and took a bite, having spent all her change, she tossed a large bill to let them break it themselves.
She picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, the afternoon sun combined with the gentle breeze, bringing a perfectly pleasant laziness.
At the kitchen door, Aunt Liu lifted a large stone, placed it on the jar, to pickle the family's next season's pickles.
Uncle Qin was building in the field in front of the dam, planning to make a flower house.
When we lived in the university staff compound, the old lady insisted on planting vegetables where flowers should be, now in the countryside, there's plenty of space for planting vegetables and grains, now she wants to grow some flowers.
Li Sanjiang saw this scene in the morning and got a bit angry, asking: "Can you eat flowers!"
The old lady replied directly: "Alii wants to see flowers."
