After the meal, they chatted for a while longer before Mrs. Zhen saw the female boss of the grocery store out the door. Once she returned to the house, she called her children to her side.
"Xiao Yu." Mrs. Zhen's expression was somewhat serious, "The date for moving during the Tomb-Sweeping Festival was set by you! Tell me, where are we going to live then?"
Zhen Yu calmly replied, "Our demolition agreement was signed for the period from Tomb-Sweeping Festival to May Day. But looking at the current situation, it seems we will have to close the shop by Tomb-Sweeping Festival!"
"Indeed, that is the situation." Mrs. Zhen did some calculations and nodded, "What do you suggest then? Move out a few days earlier?"
