Blockhead An Guoping still didn't quite get it, even after being smacked. And the people who did understand weren't about to explain it to him.
Lin Cuihua's eyes were filled with joy. If Yin Xuemei could really become her daughter-in-law, she would be absolutely thrilled.
However, nothing was set in stone yet, so she couldn't go around gossiping and risk ruining the girl's reputation.
The group followed An Guoping back to An Ning's small courtyard near Beijing University. The courtyard had several rooms, and the kitchen was already renovated.
Master Tang put down his things and prepared to cook, while the others unpacked their belongings and settled in.
Da Huang and Xiao Lang, one big and one small, chased each other playfully around the yard.
An Guoping squatted on the steps with a foxtail grass stalk dangling from his mouth, watching Xiao Lang curiously.
'Why isn't this little guy growing?'
'Is he some kind of dwarf dog?'
