Chapter 72 After breakfast, Wu Ping and Yuan Fang took out their shoulder pole, water buckets, and homemade gourd ladles, getting ready to water their vegetable plots. Though the couple had pensions, they belonged to a generation that had grown up frugal and hardworking. Even in retirement, they couldn’t sit still; going a day without earning money filled them with anxiety about the future. They had several plots in Mingzhu Garden, with the closest one just downstairs. That area was originally meant…