Zhang Qiang was practicing Tai Chi on the balcony, just in time to see his grandson leave home. After a few words of advice, he watched him go.
Zhang Yu had originally thought the old man would be worried, but didn't expect him to be so unconcerned.
Turning to Han Yu, "Mom, look at Dad, he's just so unconcerned."
Han Yu pouted, "Yeah, your dad is unconcerned, that's why he ran to the balcony."
"From our balcony, you can see Xiao Xuan heading to school." Han Yu was sure Zhang Yu didn't know this, otherwise he wouldn't have said it.
What? Can you see the road from here where our son goes to school? Zhang Yu really didn't know, so he rushed to the balcony, and after a while, saw Lin Zixuan with his backpack coming out of the corridor, then watched him head towards school.
Along the way, he also saw quite a few students wearing the same uniform, but they were in groups, chatting and laughing as they walked to school.
