Gong Dajiang quickly walked away after breakfast, not having the time to scold Zhang Lan on how inefficient her work was.
Zhang Lan was also preoccupied and didn't notice Gong Dajiang's dissatisfaction with her at all.
Zhang Lan sorted through what she brought, realizing there was nothing suitable to give to Zhan Jing, and besides, she wasn't really keen on gifting.
If Zhan Jing didn't help her at all, then wouldn't the gift be given for nothing?
Reluctantly, Zhang Lan slowly walked to the side of the new house and heard Zhao Guangran and Gong Ruini arguing again.
"I'm the real brother, my brothers only listen to me."
"Yes, you're the real brother." Here we go again, Gong Ruini really admired Zhao Guangran's unusually thick skin, "Then you can recite the Tang Shu for the brothers in a bit."
Since he's showing off as the real brother, he may well complete the task Aunt Zhan gave.
"Aren't you smart? You recite it then."
