'When we get there,' she thought, 'with me, my child, my parents, and my grandmother, we'll need a lot of comforters alone!'
'All this effort for nothing, and now I have to put it all back!'
She watched as Mrs. Zhao packed some frequently used items, like phone chargers, into a carry-on suitcase and clapped her hands. "Alright, all packed!"
Wang Yan silently returned to her room. It would take another half hour to put everything back.
'That damn Zhao Hui,' she thought. 'Running off to work overtime on a weekend. It's one thing not to help, but he couldn't even explain things clearly. Just you wait, I'll give you a piece of my mind when you get back.'
Just as she was thinking this, she heard the sound of someone coming in the front door.
"Dad, Mom, is the house packed up? Since it's the weekend, we can move tomorrow morning!"
Wang Yan hurried out. "Ah Hui, have you had lunch? I can whip up a couple of dishes for you."
