Looking at the familiar Qingshi Lane in front of you, and the old shop that had been open for decades, without even changing the signboard, and even the air was the familiar smell of fireworks, Su Wanrou felt better and lighter, and she turned around and urged Huo Jinzhi, "Hurry up."

Huo Jinzhi speeded up his pace, but he became more and more confused, and his mother became more and more abnormal.

I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and can't delay any more.

"Oh, tiger claws, do you want to eat it?"

When she smelled the familiar fragrance, Su Wanrou called out in surprise. It was a snack she ate when she was a child. The name was very majestic, called Tiger's Claws. In fact, it was a dough cake grilled from a charcoal stove, but it was a bit shaped like a tiger's Claws, which was named.

Huo Jinzhi had little memory of Songcheng, so he naturally had never eaten tiger claws. Su Wanrou didn't wait for his answer. She bought one with great interest and broke it in half. She gave the big one to Huo Jinzhi and ate the smaller one himself.

"In the past, every time your grandfather came back from get off work, he would buy a tiger's claw and go home, and I would eat it with you."

Su Wanrou said while eating, her expression was full of memories. Huo Jinzhi bit her mouth and was very disappointed. It was better to eat steamed buns. There was nothing, only the fragrance of flour.

But Su Wanrou ate with relish and her appetite was very strong. She ate all her portion. Seeing that Huo Jinzhi was absent-minded, she broke up some and ate again.

"It's almost there, that house. Your grandfather's house is on the second floor. Look, the one that has hung a few towels."

Su Wanrou was very excited and had not contacted her parents for more than four years. The last time she met was ten years ago. When their family left Songcheng, they met her parents and brothers, but never saw each other again.

However, when she was on the farm, she had letters to contact her parents, but before her husband left, she told her not to contact people from outside. Since then, she has cut off contact with her parents, and she doesn't know how her parents are doing now.

Huo Jinzhi looked in the direction of Su Wanrou's finger. It was an old-fashioned Shikumen house. The sky was full of ropes and colorful clothes were dried. His grandfather's windows were hung the most, and there were several towels. Su Wanrou said that his grandfather loved to be clean and that the house must be spotless. He changed the sheets and quilts every three days, and the towels were exposed to the sun and sterilized every day.

He really sympathized with his grandmother.

It is definitely a hard time following a man like this.

"Wanrou? Oh... it's really Wanrou. Where have you been? I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Your mother cried to death, and she didn't even send a letter..."

"It's Wanrou. Why haven't you changed at all in the past ten years? You're as beautiful as before? Oh, your material is cashmere. I'll know it as soon as I touch it. Cashmere is not cheap now, and the workmanship is good. It seems that you are doing pretty good."

"Is this your son? Is this your little boy ten years ago? I'm still a little boy (a child). Now I'm so tall, I'm so handsome, like his father."

More and more people were around, all old neighbors. They recognized Su Wanrou at a glance. Who made her unchanged for more than ten years? Time has treated her too favorably.

Seeing Su Wanrou wearing a high-end cashmere coat, elegant and generous, her beautiful face seemed to have never suffered any hardships. The neighbors were very curious about Su Wanrou's experience in the past ten years. They heard that the Huo family was beaten and their property was gone. They were even taken to work on the farm. Life was even harder than beggars. But looking at Su Wanrou's appearance, was she going to be the wife of the leader of the Beggars' Sect?

"Where is your husband Wanrou? Why didn't he come?" someone asked curiously.
Chapter completed!