When they drove back to the Big Courtyard, a light was on in the living room, the TV was on but silent, and as soon as Miao Lishan, who was home alone again, saw the two of them, her eyes lit up.
Zhou Jiao thought about her father who was busy all the time and sighed to herself. It's the weekend, who can stand working overtime like this!
"Mom, have you eaten?"
"Mom, didn't you go shopping with Aunt today?"
Facing the couple's questions in unison, Miao Lishan chuckled lightly, "I've eaten, I went to the market with your Aunt, but there wasn't much worth buying, we already have everything at home."
"Where is she?"
"Bought a few pounds of wool yarn, the wind was quite strong in the evening, so we came back directly." Miao Lishan poured two cups of tea and pushed them in front of them, "Are you done with your business? What did their wives say?"
