He started by lighting the kindling first, and then placed the coal rack on top, making it ready for use in just a little while, right outside on the corridor where he wasn't afraid of complaints since every household did the same.
Yang Peimin grabbed a chair and sat next to the door watching him work, completely looking worn out.
Shen Yiguang looked at her with amusement and then thought back to how, upon his first step inside, the room had transformed drastically, clean and tidy, with a cement floor washed so neat that one could walk on it barefoot without picking up any dust.
She was a meticulous and particular girl who, even though she didn't like physical tasks, still managed to keep herself and the home in exemplary order.
Feeling sympathy for her, he spoke softly, "Let's heat some water in a bit, and soak your feet. Are you very tired?"
Yang Peimin nodded hastily.
