When Tan Shaoting got home, he fetched some water and started tidying up the house. He knew his wife's habits well.
Hu Zi and four others helped with the chores. To be honest, the house was already very clean, just needed to clear a layer of surface dust.
The five of them carefully followed behind. Their old boss hadn't spoken since coming back.
Su Yuanyuan waited in the yard with the kids. With people doing the work, naturally, she didn't have to lift a finger.
Once Tan Shaoting finished tidying up, he cautiously looked at Su Yuanyuan, "The living room is clean now. You and the kids can go in; I'll clean the bedroom next."
"Thank you."
Tan Shaoting frowned. What kind of words are these? Isn't this to be expected?
The three kids also sensed something was off between their parents. But, now that they just got back, they hadn't spent enough time with Mom yet and paid no attention to Dad. After all, they were now back, and there was plenty of time.
