"Wow, the courtyard of the Gong Family is so grand. It's made of green bricks and glazed tiles. The rooms are spacious and bright. It seems that they have transplanted some trees at the courtyard too." Xiao Lingye exclaimed during mealtime. "The rich are different."
There was still some envy in his eyes. He was wondering if he should go out and explore the world after his university entrance exam. After all, he was already 18. He could work legally already.
Mother Xiao knocked on Xiao Lingye's head with her chopsticks. She warned sternly, "Xiao Lingye, I'm warning you. That's their business for being rich. You are not going to resort to something sinister to earn money. If I find you you're earning black money, I'll break your legs!"
Even though their children were very obedient, Mother Xiao and Father Xiao still dispensed life lessons once in a while.
