Madam Zhou glared at Zhou Tao, "Even donkeys aren't driven this hard. Couldn't you at least have offered her a meal and a break?"
Then, Madam Zhou took Zhang Xiaoying by the hand, gently saying, "Let's not bother with him for now, let's eat first. We can talk about the Three Character Classic and all that tomorrow! I didn't know what you liked, so I prepared both rice and noodles. Have a taste."
At the mention of food, Zhang Xiaoying's mood also brightened.
However, she didn't forget that she was now the grandmother of someone else's family, so she contained her joy with dignity, "Okay."
Madam Zhou took Zhang Xiaoying to have a meal, while Zhou Tao held onto the manuscript, unable to part with it, looking it over and over, occasionally slapping his thigh and laughing heartily, "How brilliant is this, why didn't I think of that?"
