Of course, from the outside looking in, the Zhu family seemed to be doing alright. Compared to the common thatched-roof mud brick houses found in the village, the Zhu family at least had a traditional wooden structure compound. However, in reality, the Zhu family was worse off than most ordinary families in the village.,“Sister-in-law, no boy child is truly not rambunctious, it's better to be tough. Don't scold little Zhuzhi.” Zhang shi, the third aunt, who was washing dishes by the well in the courtyard, looked at Zhuzhi with a hint of envy and persuaded Chen shi to calm down. Chen shi was only just thirty years old, but she had only one daughter, Zhu Pinyu, who was a year younger than Zhu Ping'an. So she envied Chen shi having two sons.”,The little mischievous one, Mrs. Chen chuckled and tapped Zhu Ping'an's forehead lightly, saying in a low voice, "Eat quickly, it will be served on the table soon. Is your mind wandering so far to that Mumu again, all glued to the eldest house"。