Li Jianqing didn't say how long he would stay, just that it would be for a very long time. Li Xianglu was very happy, cleaned up Qin Zhen's room for him, set up a bed, and let him move in.
Li Jianqing was a diligent person. The next day, he began to smooth out the uneven parts of the ground in the courtyard.
Regarding coal, he built a small coal shed in the corner of the wall and broke all the coal into the size of bricks, packed them in enzyme bags, and neatly arranged them inside. Someone who didn't know better might think they were grain.
Li Xianglu thought this was too much trouble, but Li Jianqing explained that they were usually not around and Mr. Li was getting old. Those large chunks of coal needed to be smashed before they could be used, which was really inconvenient. Hearing this made Li Xianglu feel ashamed. How had she not noticed?
