The children under the eaves all looked at Zhang Xiaoying in unison, "Grandma!"
Zhang Xiaoying halted her steps and turned around, her face stern as she spoke, "Focus on your writing, if I come back and find any of you slacking off, you'll all be punished!"
Zhou Tao brought over brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Zhang Xiaoying began to have them practice writing some simple characters.
However, Zhang Xiaoying only let them practice for a quarter of an hour each day, as after all, the children were still young and it wasn't suitable for them to practice for too long.
Mrs. Xu stood at the corner of the Xu Family's house.
Zhang Xiaoying stopped five steps in front of her.
Mrs. Xu didn't say a word.
Zhang Xiaoying's eyebrows slightly raised, "What, you wanted to see me so badly that you came to meet me specifically?"
Mrs. Xu: "..."
But Mrs. Xu still did not open her mouth.
"If you won't talk, then just stand there on your own, I have no interest in staring at you."
