It seemed that Zhao Xinxin's cousin's family was wealthier than she had anticipated.
"Who wrote this?"
There were even calligraphy paintings.
Mrs. Wang was even more surprised.
"Da Bao wrote it, he's the eldest in my Third Brother's family and is now in second grade."
What?
A second-grade student could produce such calligraphy?
"Da Bao and Xiao Bao have been studying calligraphy with Elder Wu for almost a year now."
Nowadays, with better conditions, many parents enrolled their children in various classes.
One of her colleagues' granddaughter was learning to dance.
"Auntie, let's make do with some simple food." Zhao Tianlei had packed two dishes on his way out and asked Grandma Fang to stir-fry two more.
"You're being too polite."
Zhao Tianlei had seen the two houses and was quite satisfied, saving Da Li and the others the trouble of hunting for houses outside their work hours.
