Looking at Xu Sanhu, who had matured quite a bit since joining the transportation team, Shen Weimin felt he had to redouble his efforts to coax Shen Xiaosi into staying there longer to gain more experience.
The transportation team was a great place to build character, but he had to take it slow. It had to be a gradual process. If he pushed too hard, Xiao Si would inevitably rebel.
Right now, the most pressing matter was the letter from his maternal uncle's son, He Ping. Seeing that it was almost eleven at night, Shen Weimin used the excuse of having to wake up early to leave the Bai family's home.
Xu Changqing was watching the small flames dance in the stove. She had just heard Old Mrs. Xu say they could rest after this pot was done when she heard Little Huang's fawning barks from outside.
She didn't need to wait for Old Mrs. Xu and Bai Xiulan to tell her to go see who had arrived. After a quick glance at the time on the watch on her left wrist, Xu Changqing stood up.
