"The heck?"
An Ning looked at the uncomprehending Lin Cuihua and repeated herself.
"Let's build a house. A big one, right from the start, that we can live in for a long time."
An Ning continued, and this time, Lin Cuihua understood.
It had to be said, the house An Ning described was genuinely tempting.
Who wouldn't like a new house?
It was just... she couldn't bear to spend the money.
"This house is still livable. Why build a new one?"
Distracted by An Ning, Lin Cuihua completely forgot about scolding her for the shopping.
"But we can afford it now. Isn't it good to let everyone live a little better?"
An Ning's views on spending were far too progressive; she liked to live well.
If you couldn't afford it, you couldn't force it. But if you could, why not make a change?
"Go discuss it with your father."
Lin Cuihua washed her hands of it. She couldn't make such a big decision on her own.
"Okay."
An Ning didn't press the issue and started taking things off the bicycle.
