Loh Minxian looked closely and, oh no, indeed! The door number was off by one character! This is number 13, but he noted down number 12 on the order! Must have hit the wrong key while typing!
"Uncle, you really are..." Loh Xiaoan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Five years, it had been five consecutive years of sending to the wrong address!
"I..." Loh Minxian felt so down he wanted to cry.
Jing Xianjun looked at his expression as if he had eaten something disgusting and suddenly felt better, bursting out in laughter: "Hahaha..."
The ringing laughter echoed in the living room, and how Loh Minxian was feeling!
"Idiot! You even got the door number wrong, shows how little you care about me!" Jing Xianjun finished laughing, scolded him, and continued eating noodles.
Loh Minxian: "..."
Depressed for a while, he asked, "Who lives in number 12?"
"Oh, number 12 is next door, an elderly grandma lives there."
