After finishing everything, Fubao just waved her sleeve, ready not to take away even a cloud from home.
Finally, it was summer vacation, and the teachers did not assign homework. She needed to go back to the Wen Family's compound to learn more.
Opportunity knocks but once.
The fresh fruits her mother regularly sent to the Wen Family compound attracted Wen Ruyu's old friends to come and enjoy them daily. They wouldn't eat for free and would inevitably give Fubao some pointers, naturally broadening her horizons.
Hearing her say this, Feng Qingxue hurriedly told the guard who was seeing her off to take along the two baskets of fruits that had just been brought from outside.
"Your grandfather and grandmother are getting old, and their stomachs are weak, so don't let them eat too much," Feng Qingxue reminded with these words.
Fubao responded and turned back, saying, "Got it, Mom, hurry up and put the money away. I'm leaving."
