Watching Pei Baoshan riding the tricycle and bringing Wang Cuilan back, Jiang Ran started to laugh.
"Mom, Dad, you're back!"
Pei Baoshan stopped the tricycle once he reached the gate.
After Wang Cuilan got off, Pei Baoshan followed suit.
The two walked towards Jiang Ran and nodded in satisfaction as they looked at the newly installed gate.
"The craftsmanship is really good," Pei Baoshan praised.
Wang Cuilan nodded along, "It's nice, much better than just slapping some red paint on a random wooden board."
But the price must be higher too.
However, Wang Cuilan didn't say this out loud.
The price doesn't matter; what matters is the quality.
As long as it's good, a higher price is understandable.
Despite growing up through tough times, Wang Cuilan understands the concept of getting what you pay for.
For such a courtyard house, the gate is one of the most important elements.
If the gate isn't secure, wouldn't outsiders easily break in?
