Yang Fan stayed in the shop with his sister-in-law until the evening.
And Meng Zhu also unexpectedly stayed until the evening, it turned out she had taken the day off, and having no other matters, she simply stayed there chatting with Ye Tong. The two of them had a pleasant conversation, but Yang Fan's mood wasn't as wonderful.
With both of them there, it naturally was double the pleasure to watch, but he couldn't even lend a hand casually anymore.
If it were just his sister-in-law or Meng Zhu alone, it wasn't like Yang Fan could do whatever he wanted, but at least he could touch what should be touched.
What should have been double the joy turned into mere spectating.
In the evening, taking advantage of the sunset covering the wild hills, Yang Fan rode his tricycle with Ye Tong back to her house.
Little Mother had already called twice, urging them to come home for dinner.
