"Is that all?"
"Just this."
"How is this even a thing? This isn't anything!"
"Alright then, let's wait till you settle this matter for me."
Ten minutes later, Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei, as if nothing had happened, pushed their bicycles, carrying a heap of luggage, and entered the gate of the Educated Youth Corps.
The Educated Youth Corps was bustling now, with Li Dahe, Uncle Guan, Wang Hong, Principal Wu, even Accountant Zhao sitting in his wheelchair, blocking the gate.
It would only be a meeting of the production team that could gather them so neatly together.
Accountant Zhao was the first to spot the pair, his eyebrows immediately furrowing as he whispered, "You two go to my place, your aunt has made food. This matter doesn't need you two little bastards to intervene, the adults are here."
Wang Shumei's family affairs were no secret, after all, when Wang Xiaoxiao returned with her, her arm was still in a cast, perhaps unknown to outsiders but very clear to those present.
