"This is good, I quite like it, it's much more comfortable than that cold, icy one."
"Dad, Mom, if you don't want people to serve you, just say the word, and they'll leave immediately, no force involved," Jiang Meng said.
"Really? I was afraid that if we refused, they'd have their wages docked, so I didn't dare speak up."
"Me too, me too, afraid they'd get scolded."
Jiang Meng looked at her simple and kind-hearted parents and said with a smile, "I'll talk to the caretaker uncle, have him dismiss them, you guys can relax."
When Gu Shilin came over, the family of three stopped discussing the topic.
"Uncle, Auntie, are you comfortable living here?"
"Comfortable, comfortable. Little Gu, your house is really too big; this room alone is bigger than our whole home."
"Dad, that's an exaggeration!" Jiang Meng looked at her dad with some helplessness.
"More or less, our place really is quite small," Mrs. Jiang added.
