"I will go," Tong Sanlang said.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang huffed heavily and left on her horse-drawn carriage.
Tong Sanlang watched her retreating figure, pursed his lips, and turned to enter the Courtyard.
Qiao Xiaomai was making Chicken Soup. Seeing Tong Sanlang come in, she asked, "What did she come to talk to you about?"
"The day after tomorrow is my cousin's son's Full Moon Banquet. My cousin has booked the celebration at Jimei Residence, and my mother let me know to attend," Tong Sanlang replied.
Xiaomai had already heard about this from Shopkeeper He in the morning. She raised an eyebrow at his words, "So your cousin is quite wealthy."
"The Zhang Family is not as well off as the Tong Family."
"Then how can he afford to book a celebration at Jimei Residence?" Xiaomai inquired.