The courtyard wasn't large, but it was big enough to push the breakfast cart into. That way, they wouldn't have to pay to store it in a garage anymore.
Su Yun could hardly believe it. Just a short while ago, back in their village home, all they had was the small kang bed in the north room. And now they were living in such a big house!
She said excitedly, "Oh, we can set up a little stall by the gate to sell things! Lots of people like steamed buns, so we can make extra. After we do our morning route, anyone who wants more can come right to our gate to buy them!"
Seeing her mother so happy made Qin Jiao happy too.
But a moment later, Su Yun glanced at her husband, Qin Zhonghui, and her brow furrowed. "What if your third brother and his wife show up again?" she whispered.
Qin Jiao said, "We'll just tell them the house belongs to our next-door neighbor. We can ask Grandpa Du to help scare them off if we need to."
