Yun Xiaoxiao and Zhao Tianlei prepared these things without favoritism; the items were essentially the same.
"This pencil case must be quite pricey, right?" Mrs. Zhao had been to the Cooperative, but the pencil cases there weren't as nice as this one.
"It's certainly not cheap. Laosan's wife likes chicken. When they come back for the New Year, you should bring a couple more chickens for Laosan's wife."
It's not surprising that Zhao Tianxiang knows about this.
During the New Year, Zhao Tianlei bought quite a few chickens from a few neighboring aunties and almost ate chicken stew every day.
There's always a blabbermouth in the house, and once this was mentioned, it was no longer a secret in the team.
The day after, just after breakfast, many people visited Mrs. Zhao's place.
Team Leader Zhao looked at these women, didn't stay to gossip, and left for the team headquarters.
"Shitou's mother, can you bring out the photos for us to see?"
