You're such a busybody.
Zhao Guihua suddenly understood. Though she hadn't heard about Old Yu's daughter in her past life, it wasn't surprising since she was just a housewife. But it was interesting how the Zhang family had made different choices in two lifetimes.
She raised an eyebrow and said, "Alright, I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I need to go to the post office to pick something up."
"Go ahead."
Zhuang Zhixi: "I'll go with you."
Zhao Guihua: "Sure."
Having someone to help carry things was always good.
Zhao Guihua and her son headed out, not just for the package but also for the letter from her daughter.
Even though she knew her daughter was doing fine on the island, a mother's heart could never fully stop worrying about her child. As she pushed her bicycle toward the post office, before they even got there, she spotted Tao Yuyue carrying a large bag across the street.
Zhao Guihua sighed, "It's not easy marrying into a cadre's family, is it?"
