The next morning, Lin Guoping overslept, and the alarm clock didn't wake him up. He had originally planned to get up early to take inventory at the fruit shop.
He went downstairs and didn't see Zhou Ping. Standing at the stairway, he loudly called for Lin Yang.
"Where's your mom? Is she with you?"
Lin Yang was woken up by the noise, his brows knitted tightly, though he sat up, his eyes remained closed.
Seeing no response, Lin Guoping pushed the door open and went in, but couldn't find Zhou Ping anywhere.
Could it be that she really left early in the morning? Remembering the things Zhou Ping said at the dinner table yesterday, everyone just listened without taking it seriously.
Zhou Ping herself was always nagging, she talked too much every day; who listened carefully?
Reluctantly, Lin Yang put on his clothes, disturbed and with a grumpy mood, yawning continuously out of drowsiness.
