Zhou Xiaozheng was taking the children past the Lin Family's home, not far from the Cheng Family. Just then, Li Jianjun was accompanying his wife, pushing a cart home in front of them.
Hearing Ping'an's voice, Li Jianjun turned his head and saw their family, stopped, and greeted them with a smile. He didn't ask where they were coming from—besides the Cheng Family, there was no other possibility.
Zhou Xiaozheng nodded at him and continued moving forward.
Zhou Jiao glanced at Lin Liyin, who was beside him with an unchanged expression, and smiled as she nodded at Li Jianjun. In the past, she would have greeted this aunt, but since the other gave no friendly face, she was even less inclined to speak.
Ping'an, such a smart kid, seeing that the adults didn't prompt him to greet, pointed in the direction of the house, "Dad, I'm tired, let's go home quickly."
