"Huh?" Zhao Jun was taken aback. He smiled and asked, "Why are you building it so big for him? You and Uncle aren't going to be living with Baoyu later on."
"Sigh." Jin Xiaomei let out a heavy sigh. "That's why I regret it."
Zhao Jun followed Jin Xiaomei to the Li Family home, carrying a twenty-jin jug of liquor. The Li Family Courtyard was currently empty; the four dogs had been temporarily moved to Zhao Jun's family's house.
In the courtyard, Wang Meilan, Yang Yufeng, Li Baoyu, and Li Baoyu's aunt, Kan Yan, were all busy as bees.
"Oh, my son's back." As Wang Meilan took the cloth bag from Jin Xiaomei's hand, she saw Zhao Jun following behind, carrying the jug of liquor.
"Mom!" Zhao Jun called out to Wang Meilan, then greeted the others. Looking around the courtyard, he smiled and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
