After dinner, the children still had their matters to attend to.
Those who were reading had to read, those who were practicing calligraphy had to practice calligraphy, and those who were looking through some sketchbooks had to chat and make some small crafts.
Han Qiao and Heng Yi called Zeng Asan over.
Zeng Asan had been walking around the city every day since the move, playing with those hooligans from all walks of life. A few of them came together and wanted to chat and have fun.
While the children had their own world, the adults had their own things to be busy with.
When Zeng Asan arrived, Heng Yi chatted with him for a while.
Most of the time, Zeng Asan was the one talking, and Heng Yi was the one listening.
It was all the information he had gathered through the grapevine, as well as the complicated relationships between those wealthy families.