Lin Lan smiled at him. "I feel like he can't tell day from night in there. He just gets up and moves around a bit whenever he's had enough sleep!"
Li Xiangyang looked at her. "I think he can understand!"
"Alright, if you say he understands, he understands!" Lin Lan stood up. "This sofa is too low. It's uncomfortable."
"Let me go get the recliner for you. That way, if you get tired, you can lie down for a bit without having to go upstairs."
"Go on, then."
Li Xiangyang carried the recliner down, placed it next to the stone table in the courtyard, and chatted with her for a little while before leaving on his bike.
After sitting for a little while, Lin Lan got up and walked over to her vegetable patch.
Ever since Lin Lan had handed the shop over to Qiaohui and the others, she would sleep in every day. After waking, she would go to the shop to check on things for a bit before coming back to tend to her vegetable garden.
