Gu Xiaobei saw Zhao Hongmei out, made a helpless face as he entered the house, and muttered to Lu Zhanguo, "What kind of person is this? She stalks our house like a spy, keeping tabs on us every day."
Lu Zhanguo handed the old newspapers to the children and watched them tear them into pieces. After hearing Gu Xiaobei's complaint, he looked at his wife with a gentle gaze and said, "If you dislike her, just don't associate with her. Don't worry about keeping up appearances for anyone."
Gu Xiaobei chuckled, sat down next to Lu Zhanguo and said, "Actually, she hasn't really done anything over the line. It's just that her mouth is rather malicious. Soon, no one in the residential area would dare to associate with her family. That'd give the old Zeng a headache."
After finishing his sentence, Gu Xiaobei tousled his son's hair and asked, "Mo Wang, did you close the door just now? Why did you come inside with Xiaopang?"
