"As long as you understand your mother's good intentions." Mrs. Yan wiped her already reddened eyes and said, "I don't know what you said to your father, but he's been tinkering with that cupboard for the past two days. It's already finished and placed in the courtyard, but he said to wait until you come back to look at it. We don't know what's happening in the front courtyard right now. If you have nothing to do, take Xiaoniu to the courtyard for a look, and I'll wash the dishes. Later, you can go to Yaya's place."
"Okay." An Ning responded.
Mrs. Yan collected her thoughts and turned to leave.
An Ning hadn't anticipated that, in fact, An Dafu had merely spent last night perched on the wall, and yet it led to so many troubles.
Sighing, she carried the carefree Xiaoniu into the courtyard.
Actually, when An Ning first returned, she had already seen two freshly crafted wardrobes placed near the wall in the courtyard.
