In the evening, Han Xiangjun came back with the kids. Again with big bags and small bags.
"You'll spoil them like this."
"I do want to spoil them, especially my Little Princess, but she simply doesn't want it. I bought these stubbornly."
Zhao Xiaoli covered her mouth and laughed on the side. "You can't spoil my Feifei."
Old Yang also returned. No special expression on his face.
The family had a pretty light dinner. But still, there were the sesame cakes and buns they brought back.
The kids organized their things by themselves. They hadn't forgotten the three little ones at home.
After dinner, the Han father and son left. Old Yang and Wei Kaiyun went to the study.
The kids had bathed and changed clothes. Only then did they sit on the bed to tell mom about the movie they watched today.
Jiang Xinyu looked at Shi Xian's excited look, really not knowing what to do. It's like he's hyperactive, there will be plenty to work on in the future.
