Chương 137: 137. Trying hard to persuade Seventh Uncle_1

Folding paper boxes, everyone can do it.

First like this, then like that, and finally like this...

Qiaoqiao was earnest, pressing the paper flat with each fold. Song Tan sat down next to her and casually picked up a colorful flyer to start folding as well.

Seeing this, Aunt Song Hongmei watched them, having nothing to fiddle with in her hands, and Seventh Uncle, with a serious look on his face, didn't speak. After some thought, he reached for a flyer himself.

By the time Seventh Grandma brought out the tea, what do you know! The old man was sitting there silent, while the three visitors had stacked up a pile of folded paper boxes.

You can't deny it, there seemed to be a magic power to the activity. Qiaoqiao sat there concentrated and meticulous, not showing the slightest impatience.

Song Tan was the same.