When Madam Yang heard Zheng Changhe ask who the blue bricks belonged to, she quickly told him.
Zheng Changhe was happy to hear this. He carried the yams into the cellar, then turned back to Madam Yang with a grin. "Once Dashuan moves in, I'll be able to have drinks with him all the time."
Madam Yang was displeased that he'd heard the news and immediately thought of drinking instead of Juhua and Zhang Huai. She couldn't help but shoot him a look. "Is wine really that good? Don't you know drinking too much is bad for you? You're not twenty anymore. You're an old man, but you're still as greedy as a little kid."
Zheng Changhe didn't get angry. He just smiled and asked, "Is our Juhua back? Did she get any water bamboo shoots?"
