"His dad, you don't think Tiegen and Suizi have water in their brains, do you?" Wang Cuihua stood in the courtyard, watching the clatter next door.
Chen He was standing in the next door courtyard, directing workers to help with the move.
When he saw Wang Cuihua looking over, he waved enthusiastically.
Seeing Chen He's shrewd face, Wang Cuihua felt a complexity in her heart that was hard to articulate.
Having Chen He as a slick and greasy neighbor was something she could just about tolerate.
What she couldn't tolerate was… Wang Cuihua sighed and looked towards the table nearby.
The Yu Family's large round table was set up, with Jiaojiao, Dongdong, and Chen Tong gathered around doing their homework.
"You got this question wrong." Jiaojiao compared it to Chen Tong's notebook, Chen Tong biting his pen in thought.
Wang Cuihua really didn't understand what her son was thinking.
Why would he bring Chen Tong, this troublesome child, right to their doorstep?
