There were still some beautiful boxes at home, and Grandma found one for Sheng Tang to pack, tying a ribbon around it to make it look like a gift.
"It looks great, Tangtang has inherited Grandma's skill and craftsmanship," Father praised.
The whole family was filled with happiness and laughter.
Sheng Tang smiled and said, "It's actually the intelligence and talent I inherited from Mom and Dad."
Everyone laughed heartily.
The next day, on Saturday morning, a drizzling autumn rain began to fall. The autumn wind was thin and sharp, sweeping down all the red leaves from the trees, creating a carpet at the end of the path.
Sheng Tang felt very cold and found a thick coat to put on.
She finished her homework first.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Baocu came to pick her up, and the two of them headed to Han Xiaozheng's house.
Han Xiaozheng's birthday party was to start at four-thirty in the afternoon.
