Just like that, mother and daughter practiced teaching each other, and Su Wanyu's foreign language skills improved rapidly.
Jiang Changhai, on the other hand, couldn't understand a word, but still listened with delight.
*
One day, after Su Wanyu finished cooking and had waited for a while, Jiang Changhai returned riding a new bicycle.
Upon arriving, he didn't go straight inside. Instead, he stood beside the bicycle and rang the bell on the handlebars twice.
Jiang Mianmian and Su Wanyu, hearing the noise from outside, became curious and went out to look.
"Brother Hai, where did you borrow this bicycle from? Why does it look so new?" Su Wanyu asked curiously upon seeing the shiny new bicycle next to Jiang Changhai.
"Hehe, wife, daughter, I bought this bicycle, what do you think? Pretty, isn't it?" Jiang Changhai patted the bike seat and asked cheekily with raised eyebrows.
"You bought it? What made you think of buying a bicycle?" Su Wanyu asked in surprise.
