Fang Pingying's sofa might be nothing special in the city, and even within this military dependents' courtyard, there are many households with better sofas, but some people still feel jealous.
Just like that time when Gao Hongmei gossiped about Fang Pingying, seeing Fang Pingying coming from the same rural background as herself, but somehow, after a few years, she was still like a country bumpkin, and her house had nothing new—whatever was in the military quarters was all her family had.
But Fang Pingying hadn't been there for half a month before she bought a sofa, and her clothing didn't resemble that of someone from the countryside at all. Whenever the women in the courtyard saw Fang Pingying wearing a new outfit, they had to compliment her, and it made Gao Hongmei feel extremely uncomfortable.
So, while Luo Zhiyong was asking the men in the courtyard to help carry the sofa upstairs, she stood at the bottom of the building and said to Fang Pingying in a weird tone of voice,
