"Besides knitting sweaters and scarves, I can knit many other things."
These days, ready-made clothes are expensive, so almost every household buys yarn to knit their own clothes. Especially in winter, when the weather is good, you see women sitting at every doorstep with yarn in their arms. The women gather to chat and knit, forming the original gossip group.
Thinking about how Lin Gao will join this group at the doorstep every day, Jiang Lai smiled, feeling that this scene should be quite amusing.
"Alright, once the house allocated to me is fixed up, you can move in."
Lin Gao was stunned for a good dozen seconds.
"Really?"
"Do I make jokes with you all the time? But the house is still very old now and hasn't been tidied up."
For the first time, Lin Gao showed an enthusiastic passion, his dark eyes shining brightly, nervously and eagerly saying.
"I'll tidy it up, you handle your stuff, I'll tidy it up."
