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Chapter 530: Mrs. Zhao Arrives at the Courtyard House

Chapter 530: Chapter 530: Mrs. Zhao Arrives at the Courtyard House

After several days on the train, Mrs. Zhao and her group had a sleeping compartment, which wasn’t as crowded and didn’t smell as bad.

Still, it was Mrs. Zhao’s first time on a train, and she struggled to get used to it.

"Auntie, when we get off the train, you must hold on to me. Don’t get lost in the crowd. Our stop isn’t the last one, but there will still be quite a few people getting off."

Having spent several days on the train, Mrs. Zhao had seen how crowded it could get.

"Xiao He, don’t worry, I’ll stay close to you," Mrs. Zhao quickly reassured him. She felt fortunate not to be alone. Otherwise, she would have been completely lost.

Thinking about this trip to Capital City, and the future visits when she wouldn’t need anyone to pick her up, she figured she could manage by herself, or at least have her husband drop her at the station.

This was the first time Mrs. Zhao had felt such crowding; there were indeed many people.

Luckily, she kept her eyes on Zhao Tianhe; otherwise, she might have been pushed aside.

"Xiao He, this train station is really big," she exclaimed.

Zhao Tianhe quickly led Mrs. Zhao to catch a bus, and after one transfer, they finally arrived at the Courtyard House.

"Auntie, it’s just ahead."

"Grandma Fang, Grandma Fang..."

Zhao Tianhe knocked on the door, and someone came to open it immediately.

When Mrs. Zhao saw Grandma Fang, she was momentarily stunned.

Why was Aunt Fang also here at Laosan’s place?

She looked younger than she did during the New Year’s, whiter, and even a bit fatter.

"Shitou’s mother, you’re here..."

As soon as Mrs. Zhao entered the courtyard and saw the house, she was utterly amazed.

She had heard from Laosan that he had bought a house.

She and her husband had discussed it, knowing that city houses were expensive.

But how could Laosan’s house be so big?

It was perfectly square.

How many rooms were there, exactly?

"Grandma Fang, is there anything to eat? We haven’t eaten yet since our journey."

"Go take a shower, and I’ll start cooking," she replied.

Aunt Fang suddenly seemed so efficient.

Mrs. Zhao was led by Zhao Tianhe to the main room.

"Auntie, sit for a while. I’m going to take a shower."

He reeked of sweat and grime.

Zhao Tianhe hurriedly went to shower.

Mrs. Zhao eyed the sofa, her gaze then falling on a television set opposite it.

It was a television, right?

Not a small one either.

"Shitou’s mother, come and eat," Grandma Fang quickly called out.

Mrs. Zhao got up and went to the kitchen.

"Auntie, where are Da Bao and Xiao Bao?"

It was summer vacation, so why weren’t the kids at home?

It was understandable for Laosan and his wife not to be home, but what about the grandsons?

"Da Bao and Xiao Bao have gone to their calligraphy class," she said.

"Aren’t they on summer break?"

Why were they still going to class?

"Da Bao and Xiao Bao enrolled in a calligraphy class."

Calligraphy class?

What kind of class was that?

She understood but didn’t quite understand at the same time.

"In Capital City, many children are enrolled in extracurricular classes," Grandma Fang explained, something she hadn’t known before but learned through conversations with neighbors.

Many children were enrolled in these classes.

Zhao Tianhe had finished showering and, without even washing his clothes, hurried to the kitchen to eat.

Grandma Fang had made them noodles with a poached egg on top.

The food on the train was only mediocre at best.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhao Tianhe went to wash his clothes and then retreated to his room to sleep.

Traveling by train for several days was exhausting even for the young.

Mrs. Zhao had rested fairly well on the train.

After showering, she discovered the washing machine that Grandma Fang showed her how to use.

They even had a washing machine now.

And bought a television set.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly took out some young corn from her fertilizer bag and began to peel it.