The roof was covered with yellowed old newspapers, the walls were mottled, and the windows weren't made of glass, but were grimy paper panes.,Watching Du Fei's back, Qin Huaiyu glared at him, then rolled her eyes, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. She pursed her lips into a sly smile.,In this era without cell phones or the internet, with a yard where dogs would fly and jump from time to time, life in the future will surely be colorful.。