Zhu Yuanchao didn't talk much, just buried his head and ate. But seeing that he had three bowls of rice and a pile of fish bones in front of him, it was clear that Tang Yue's cooking was pretty good.
"My dad's cooking skills are much better than mine," Tang Yue replied, adding, "Uncle Mingli, how come little aunt didn't come along with you?"
"We're not here for fun this time; the main purpose is to buy land. Once we purchase the land, I'll rent a house and settle down before bringing them over," Tang Mingli said after gulping down a big spoonful of soup. "You see, we brought so much stuff this time. It would be too hard for Jiajia to handle all this by herself along with the kids."
Tang Yue: ...
Uncle Mingli really considered the details. Indeed, this rushed trip would mean Jiajia, if she had come, would only be able to walk around nearby with the kids.
In the afternoon, Tang Yue arranged for them to take a nap. They surely didn't sleep well on the train.
