"I had a guess, too, Uncle Miao. But why did you guess it would be Li Jianjun, and not Yang Guanghui?" Zhao Nuanyue asked. A moment ago, she'd been thinking that perhaps Yang Guanghui would be the one to pick them up.
"You're so silly." Little Red Carp teased her sister, thinking, 'She's gotten so dense since she got married.' "We're coming for Ms. Li Qiong and Jianjun's wedding. If the groom himself doesn't come pick us up, Ms. Li Qiong would probably give him an earful."
"Haha, Little Red Carp's reasoning makes a lot of sense," Zhao Nuan Yang agreed. "I also figured it would be Miao Dahai and Jianjun coming to get us. The weather outside doesn't look good. If it were nicer, Sister Qiong would have probably come too."
Although Zhang Hong and Li Wei remained silent, they found the conversation amusing. They were especially intrigued by Little Red Carp. 'How can such a little kid be so smart?'
