"A hug is fine, you're all grown up already."
Shao's mother quietly wiped her eyes, still not used to her son suddenly becoming so clingy.
Fearful that Zifeng would see her weakness, Shao's mother bent down to pick up the special products from the Liaodong Region and started nagging again with feigned displeasure.
"Don't just stand at the door, come inside. And you, how could you buy so much stuff? With that student's budget of yours, how much money do you think you have to spend? We're not lacking food or clothing, how could we use your money blah blah blah..."
Zifeng didn't say a word, just followed Shao Yuying into the house with a smile.
After being away for a year, the small courtyard at home had not changed much. Shao Yuying's nurtured flowers and plants were in the corner of the east wall, and at the start of early spring, young green branches were dotted with a few flower buds.
