"Do you two have any news now?" Zhou's mother asked.

"What news?" Zhou Zhenting asked, puzzled.

"When will I be able to hold my grandson?" Zhou's mother said, looking at Zhou Zhenting.

“I haven’t thought about that yet. Jinyou and I are both very busy with work. Besides, I haven’t had enough time for just the two of us,” Zhou Zhenting said.

“How old are you? Your childhood friend already has several children,” Zhou’s mother advised.

"Oh dear, Mom, you can't even manage to take care of Zhenhan. Didn't you say you'd had enough?"

"It's not the same. Can a grandson and a son be treated the same?"

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. We'll talk about it later. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Seeing her son's stubbornness, Zhou's mother felt helpless and decided against saying anything.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Zhenhan was extremely anxious. Now that he had a remote-controlled car, he couldn't wait to show it off, and he had already forgotten what his older brother had told him.

"Little Fatty, what brings you here? Didn't your brother and sister-in-law come back?" Zhenhan's friend asked.

"Yes, she brought me a lot of gifts. My sister-in-law is a really nice person and she's good to me. She always brings me things when she comes back."

Several of his friends were envious, since it was true; they would bring Zhou Zhenhan gifts every time they came back, and they showed them off quite a bit.

"What kind of toy car do you have? Bring it out and let's play together! We want to see it too!"

"My brother told me not to take it out and show it off, so I kept it at home and didn't bring it out," Zhou Zhenhan said, scratching his head.

"Then what are you saying here? Just spouting nonsense. We didn't see anything."

"Don't believe me? Fine, I'll bring it out tomorrow and show you," Zhou Zhenhan said proudly.

"Okay, it's settled then. Bring it out tomorrow so we can all learn something."

"Oh, right, my brother and sister-in-law brought a lot of tea and wine, all of them are very good stuff."

"Really?" the friends around her said enviously.

"Of course, alright, I have to go back now. I'm not playing with you guys today. I'll come find you tomorrow. My brother is waiting for me at home."

Amidst the envious glances of her friends, she walked away happily.

“Mom and Dad, Zhou Xiaopang came out to play today and bragged to us that his sister-in-law and brother brought him a lot of things,” Wang Zheng said.

“Guo Jinyou is the daughter of the Guo family, so it’s normal that she’s well-off,” Wang Zheng’s father said.

"Zhou Xiaopang also said he brought a lot of good tea and wine. I wish I had such a good brother," Wang Zheng sighed enviously.

“If your brother hears this, he’ll definitely beat you. Go do your homework,” Wang Zheng’s mother said.

Wang Zheng pursed his lips, thinking that his mother was right, and decided to go do his homework.

Such dialogues were repeated in each courtyard.

“Old Zhou, I heard you have quite a lot of good tea. Let me try some,” Wang Hong asked.

"Who said that? I didn't say that," Zhou's father thought to himself, wondering how he knew.

"Don't pretend. Your little fatty said that we've been friends for so many years and he's still reluctant to part with us. I also heard that there's some good wine to be had."

"While I'm waiting, let my wife prepare some food, and you bring the wine, what do you think?"

Mr. Zhou gritted his teeth. This child, always showing off, has finally revealed his good tea.

"Hmph, you're in for a treat this time. Your information is surprisingly accurate," said Zhou's father.

"Heh, look at how stingy you are," Wang Hong said with a laugh.

That day, everyone knew that Zhou's father had good tea. So, you went to get some, I went to get some, and in the end, all of it was gone.

Zhou's father gritted his teeth, preparing to go back and give Zhou Zhenhan an extra meal: stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork.