Things were different now; their guesthouse had really made a name for itself. The customer base was strong and there was no longer a need to run the business at a loss just to drum up attention.
As for why he didn't consider a local position...
Xin Jun smiled confidently:
"Mom, I just happened to catch the school over there expanding, so they were short on teachers. If it had been a local school, with all their tough connections, I might not have even gotten in, right?"
With a lot of persuasive talk, he finally cleared up the doubts his mother had for the moment.
She thought about the wild vegetable porridge and honey water she had sent in the spring, and then about the occasional tea leaves, peaches, and the like her son sent back. At that moment, her heart was full of anticipation.
It was only then that Xin Jun had a chance to go to the backyard to find his dad.