Zhang Meilian patted Xinyan on the shoulder: "That's right. Our family had some issues before, so we never got to visit and thank you. I heard you started school, so I prepared some things you might need."
Xinyan felt a bit embarrassed: "You're really too kind, there's really no need for this."
As they spoke, they arrived at the small courtyard where Xinyan lived. Zhao Jianlan saw her father waiting there and ran over with a smile: "Dad."
Zhao Huaiqing was all smiles when he saw his daughter.
Zhang Meilian introduced cheerfully: "This is my husband, Zhao Huaiqing, you can just call him Uncle Zhao."
Xinyan didn't know Zhao Huaiqing and had no memory of him in her past life, so she obediently greeted him: "Hello, Uncle Zhao."
Zhao Huaiqing nodded at Xinyan with a smile.
The gate opened, and they invited the guests into the courtyard. Seeing them move things down from the small cart, Xinyan asked, "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhang, why did you bring so many things over?"
