Hua Xiaoduo's cry came from the living room, and the voice was so loud that the whole building could hear it. Hua Nongying poked her head out and took a look, and almost lost her breath - the roll of toilet paper he had just opened had now turned into a white "snow mountain", spread from the sofa to the TV cabinet. Hua Xiaoduo was squatting in the middle, grabbing the paper end with both hands and pulling it out hard. The toilet paper he pulled out formed a hill at her feet.
