Sun Mei patted her little head. "Alright, that's enough clinging. Get up now so your dad and uncle can bring the cart in."
Everyone quickly stepped aside, allowing the two flatbed carts to enter the courtyard.
Then Sun Mei turned to Qiao Muchen and asked, "Muchen, would you like to stay for lunch at our place today?"
Qiao Muchen shook his head immediately. "No thanks, Auntie. My mother is waiting for me at home."
With that, he said his goodbyes and prepared to head home. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned back, took Zhao Zhitong's hand, and invited her again, "In that case, would you like to come to my family's study to read?"
Zhao Zhitong nodded her little head vigorously, like a chick pecking at grain. "Mhm, mhm, mhm!" Then she asked, "Can I bring my own book?"
Qiao Muchen affirmed, "Of course, you can! You can also read my books. Alright, it's settled then. I'll come get you after lunch."
