This doesn't look like a family without money. This is clearly the kind of setup that only wealthy households have: color TV, refrigerator, washing machine, and a large fan standing in the corner of the living room.
Luo Tong pressed the button, and the fan started buzzing, sending a cool breeze blowing.
"Hot, isn't it?" she asked.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm!" Wang Xiaohu and the other two nodded like little chicks pecking at rice.
Luo Tong took out several ice pops from the refrigerator, handing them to everyone.
She noticed Ning Chenyang looking around her home, pursing his lips with a smile. She handed him an ice pop: "Here, have one! Consider it my apology!"
Ning Chenyang gave a cold snort, looking at her with a bit of disdain: "Liar! Luo Tong, you're a liar!"
Luo Tong was taken aback: "How am I a liar? How did I lie to you?"
