After deliberately heavy footsteps, the familiar voice of Aunt Chen followed by knocking could be heard. It was Old Mrs. Cheng and her husband.
Zhou Jiao, interrupted, responded while glancing around at the study's setup.
In the blink of an eye, Little Ping'an was already by Zhou Xiaozheng's ear, softly reminding him, "There are many people, including the great aunt and others."
Zhou Xiaozheng smiled, touched his head. So, Cheng Ruzhu and the others are here!
He coughed twice, cleared his throat, stood up, and led the family out of the room.
In the courtyard of the two-story building, stone tables and some stone stools were similarly set up. At this moment, besides Old Mrs. Cheng's family, Aunt Chen was also bringing out stools.
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaozheng abandoned the idea of inviting them into the living room, instructing Aunt Chen to fetch the good tea from the top of the living room cabinet. Apart from tribute tea, Shifeng Longjing was also top-tier.
