Dong Huiying asked, "What about you?"
It turned out that in all his talking, he hadn't considered himself.
When Liang Yuening heard this, he also took it seriously and thought about it, and he had actually forgotten about himself.
"I... well, I am not interested in chess, tea, or calligraphy and painting. Those are the pastimes of scholars, and I've never had a talent for them since I was young."
That was truly... a very honest statement! Ahem, "Now that you think about it? I see your room is quite spacious. If you don't set up a small living room, it will seem too empty."
His eyes lit up, "I've got it!"
After that, he amazingly brought back a huge pile of wood.
These pieces of wood, long and short, didn't look like much. Their shapes were very irregular, some were burst pieces of wood, some were thick planks, and others were sticks and so on.
