Meng Yunhan didn't like those who were clearly pleased, but put on pretentious reluctance.
"Normal work hours are from eight in the morning to six in the evening."
Zhou Mei had no objections to this schedule.
"Okay."
The group chatted a little while, noticing the children were glued to the television.
It was the first time Little Apple and Little Shitou had seen a big television.
Seeing people moving inside, they were extremely curious, as if two eyes weren't enough to take it all in.
"It's getting late, Little Apple, take your brother to bed." Gu Zhengwei felt particularly guilty when he saw his daughter so engrossed, realizing that he, as a father, couldn't fully satisfy the two children's needs.
"Sister, Xiaoyun, we'll go to bed first." It was getting late, and the two children were so absorbed in the TV. Even Little Huzi knew it was late and went to bed early with his grandpa.
Their family went to bed.
