When Lu Zhanguo came home in the evening and saw that Gu Xiaobei had already prepared dinner, he was a bit surprised: "Didn't you sleep today?"
"Busy making money for baby formula." Gu Xiaobei sat at the table, waiting for Lu Zhanguo to wash his hands and have dinner.
Lu Zhanguo had already grown accustomed to her strange theories, so he didn't ask much. He washed his hands, then patted Gu Xiaobei on the head: "Isn't it uncomfortable if you don't sleep?"
"Are you asking me or your son?" Gu Xiaobei asked with a squinting smile.
"Stop being cheeky, let's eat." Lu Zhanguo avoided the question. This cheeky girl was cunning; no matter how he responded, there would surely be a barrage of bizarre arguments waiting for him.
"By the way, when will you go to the city? Chen Gang and I want to go see Jiujiu." Gu Xiaobei remembered what she had discussed with Chen Gang during the day and asked.
