The year George turned three, our family moved out of Tan Palace.
If you ask what Song Xiaohua was most reluctant to leave behind at Tan Palace, it would have to be that back garden.
That place carried her whole childhood.
And it also held way too many of her secret stashes of treasures.
But she didn't plan to dig them up; she decided to gift them to the next President's kids.
The night before they left, she specially went to say goodbye to all the housekeeping staff, and she gave them the number of her little Genius kids' smartwatch—any weekend, she'd be free to meet up for afternoon tea.
Because she and George still had to go to school, living at Yunqi Villa would be inconvenient, so they were moving into a certain compound on the inner ring road, supposedly full of retired cadres.
She figured George would definitely like all those old grandpas.
Sure enough, while everyone else was moving luggage, George was the only one wandering around with his little radio in hand.
