Wang Zhaodi returned home with mixed emotions. This trip out allowed her to witness the prosperity outside. After thinking it over, she felt that she couldn't keep muddling along with trifling tasks, she needed to do something big.
Late at night, Wang Zhaodi coaxed her son Zhu Zheng to sleep and returned to the master bedroom.
Zhu Zicheng was already lying in bed, bored and ready to sleep. Seeing Wang Zhaodi come over, he asked somewhat strangely, "Zeng Er is asleep? So early…"
"After a day on the road, probably tired." Traveling is really exhausting.
"Hmm…" Zhu Zicheng thought of something at this point. He looked at the sky outside the window and thought of the wealth of the Jiang family, and got an idea, "Zhaodi, let's buy a TV too."
"Hmm?" Wang Zhaodi didn't react for a moment. Hearing about the TV, she thought of the big color TV in Wang Miaomiao's living room.
She was a bit dazed. A big color TV, who wouldn't want one?
But…
