Xu Ma turned to Zhao Ma and said.
"Absolutely, Xiao Heng's dad and I came to North City for this very reason."
Hearing this, Zhao Ma was overjoyed, as it was exactly what she wanted to hear.
"Mom, having kids will take a few more years, it's still early."
Xu Man Ni listened to this and replied with a hint of helplessness.
"Early? No way, you could get married in about six months, and then the kids will come. By then, your dad and I, along with Xiao Heng's parents, can help you with the kids, and you won't even need to hire a nanny."
Xu Ma said enthusiastically.
She didn't have much of the 'rich people don't touch the ground' ideology. Going back one or two generations, they were just the poor living in the alleys of North City, only catching the benefits of the times, thus assembling some wealth and achieving financial freedom.
At the core, they were still laborers, pure in essence.
