Morning.
After washing the dishes, Chu Chu rode her Electric Bike to school, leaving only Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong at home.
"Mom won't be back until this afternoon." Xue Yuantong looked forward to it, wondering what gift her mother had drawn this time.
Thinking about it carefully, there was really nothing the family lacked anymore...
Maybe the refrigerator was a little old and the TV a little small, but for her, it was more than enough.
Xue Yuantong had never had much exposure to nice things growing up, so she had very little material desire.
Still, if her mother could get something nice for free, Xue Yuantong would be very happy.
Jiang Ning moved out a reclining chair to rest. A small wooden table beside him held a glass of water and a book.
Taking advantage of the not-yet-too-hot weather, Xue Yuantong wandered around the doorway, patrolling her territory.
The neighbor's motorcycle rumbled to life. Uncle Zhang, wearing a white tank top that exposed the thick muscles on his arms, rode out on his motorcycle with his usual carefree swagger.
After riding a dozen meters or so, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't feed the dog today!"
Aunt Zhang froze for a moment, then ran out of the house and yelled, "Did the dog die?"
There was actually a hint of delight on her sallow face.
Her husband raised dogs every day, wasting money and time on something so unproductive. She had long been fed up with it.
Uncle Zhang was stunned too and retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just fed it!"
Aunt Zhang looked disappointed and waved him off impatiently. "Fine, hurry up and pick up our son."
"I'm heading to the Train Station now!" Uncle Zhang's face gleamed with oil as