Days drifted by, and before he knew it, it was the 22nd day since he had come to the urban village.
The scorching heat of July made the temperatures soar.
Chen Pingsheng had returned home for a day at the end of June, primarily to visit his wife, Song Yanxi.
He also updated her on the spoiled brat and the little fart kid's summer vacation progress.
The spoiled brat, though kind-hearted, used to be quite mischievous.
But she never truly understood the real meaning of kindness, nor did she comprehend the significance of the assets she was to inherit for the average person.
This visit to the urban village had clearly improved her a lot, and she even began to cherish the pocket money she had.
As for the little fart kid, she was still the same as before.
She would splash around in a small pool during baths, and when tired, she'd shake her little bottoms.
Bath time was over.
She no longer bought half-eaten lollipops from her sister for a million anymore.
