After Lin Yue changed her clothes and came out, Zhao Erhu kept glancing at her with a smile. His gaze had become more straightforward, with no sign of hesitation. Lin Yue felt somewhat annoyed by Zhao Erhu's laughter, "Zhao Erhu, if you keep this up, I'll really get angry."
"My good wife, please don't be angry," Zhao Erhu, sensing that his little wife was a bit serious, restrained himself and started discussing a matter with Lin Yue, "Yueyue, I want to talk to you about something. The Zhao Family's parents, that is, Dalang and Erhu's maternal grandparents, want to take them to Xiaoxi Village to stay for a while."
Zhao Erhu said this warily, watching his little wife's expression, afraid that she would be displeased. He never felt this anxiety and guilt before when he mentioned this to the Li Family, but since he cherished his little wife so dearly, he cared so much about her feelings.