Old Zhou frowned in dismay. He thought the invitation was only extended to those young masters from the Bai family who usually played with his daughter, but it turned out she had invited the whole class?
"And the teacher, the teacher said he would come..."
Old Zhou was out of temper. Grabbing his daughter by the hand, he headed back toward the house. "Let your mother talk to you. Dad's feeling a bit dizzy."
He had always preferred to keep a low profile, not announcing anything until it was accomplished. How come his child hadn't even started and the whole world knew about it?
Indeed, she had the same temperament as him, not a single quiet moment!
Old Zhou dumped his little girl on his old wife and ran off. He couldn't rest; he had to go book the lumber from the villagers right away.
There was no helping it. If she had only invited her classmates, he could afford to delay, but since his child had also invited Mr. Zhuang, he could not be too slow.
