"Auntie, Rongrong, are you leaving? Aren't you staying for dinner?" Lin Wan smiled and quietly listened to the mother and daughter talk. She only asserted her presence when they reached the door.
"Oh... Xiao Wan, you go back to take care of the children. We're not staying; your uncle is waiting for me to make dinner."
"Alright then, the wind is strong on the road, take it slow."
Proper courtesy should still be thoroughly observed.
After seeing off the two nuisances, Lin Wan let out a big sigh of relief.
Not long ago she thought this aunt had changed for the better, but it turns out she's still the same.
It's just that Zhang Huilan is more tactful than Liang Weixiang, and cares about appearances.
Liang Weixiang is much more of a piece of work than her.
"Didn't suffer a loss, did you?" Seeing them leave, Shi Lan, holding the child, came to the doorway and asked, hesitant to go out due to the wind.
"No, I made two months' living expenses for me and Little Star."
