"Let's go back then." Fang Pingying didn't want to return, but after all, she came from there, and both her in-laws and her own family were there; some things couldn't be avoided.
Luo Zhiyong knew her thoughts, but he had his own plans as well.
He thought of taking advantage of the fact that the child hadn't been born yet and they could go back for the New Year as much as possible.
By next year, once the child is born, now that they have settled here, they will certainly have less time to go back. Unwilling as they might be, it would just be this year.
After all, there were still elderly people at home, and Luo Dashan had always been longing for them to come back for the New Year.
When he saw that Fang Pingying agreed, he nodded at her, continuing to help her dry her hair while saying,
"Alright, rest well these days, you'll have to travel a lot during the New Year break."
