After drinking with Uncle Fang and returning home, Jiang Chen kept busy for almost another hour.
Although Aunt Pan regularly comes over to help him clean, he has to make his own bed, right?
A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
Jiang Chen, who doesn't quite resemble a young person, leans towards an elderly mindset in his ideas, even though he could choose something more comfortable, like staying in a five-star hotel, he insists on "torturing" himself.
Maybe.
It's to save money?
Maybe.
It's to reminisce the hardships and savor the sweetness?
No matter the reason, Jiang Chen is undoubtedly an oddity among the masses. But when he stood naked before the water heater, looking up, ready for an invigorating hot shower, the "crackling pop" sound startled him.
Dammit.
Uncle Fang can't really have jinxed it, right?
Recalling the news where unlucky people get electrocuted, Jiang Chen hastily unplugged the water heater.
