Gong Ruini and Gong Ruwen, the siblings carrying tools, followed by Gong Jiaxin, brother and sister of course, not to mention Zhao Xuran, a group of five marched joyfully towards the Gong Family house.
All the way, Gong Jiaming was constantly guessing, "Ni Zi, do you think this house is big?"
"I wonder if it's as beautiful as Grandpa Zhuge's house."
Gong Jiaming used to think Grandpa's small house in the countryside was quite good, but after seeing Zhuge Zhi's house, he was deeply shocked. It really wasn't something his grandpa's house could compare to, not even close.
Before he could finish marveling, he learned that his second uncle had also bought such a house, which truly amazed him. Actually, Gong Jiaming always wanted to ask his old man when their family could buy a house in Beijing.
Hmm, just buy a courtyard house like Second Uncle's. In the future, he and his sister could live there while studying in Beijing, or at worst, they could rent it out.
