"What about the driver's uncle, why don't you see him?", it was rare to see Yun Shunan waiting nearby, Lin Gesheng couldn't help but be a little curious.

Lu Tang'an grinned: "You said Yun Bo, he also lived here a long time ago, and he went back to his hometown~."

"Oh?", Lin Gesheng stopped, he didn't expect that the driver uncle had lived in such a poor place, and looking at his clothing and temperament, he looked like a person who was used to being rich.

Lu Tangan tilted his head to look at her: "What's wrong? I'm not lying, he really lived here, or with his favorite girl~ But...... It doesn't seem to end well."

"Oh...... I'm going to take a walk aimlessly, are you still going to follow?".

"Of course!".

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Yun Shunan parked the car and walked slowly along the familiar and unfamiliar streets and alleys.

The road he has traveled is all the road in his memories.

Ninety-five percent of the shops in the streets and alleys have changed their names and lost their former shadows, and the noodle restaurant that they used to eat has become a non-staple food restaurant.

In the past, when he and Lan Ruxue lived here, they thought about opening a tavern together to make a living, selling both wine and noodles.

Because Lan Ruxue said that drinking alcohol hurts the stomach, but eating noodles nourishes the stomach, if customers can eat a bowl of freshly made hot noodles after drinking, they should feel a little warm.

At that time, she had a thorough plan, had enough money, and was optimistic about the store, but she was forced to leave......

After twenty-four years, when Yun Shunan felt this street again, he couldn't help but fantasize about ifs.

If she hadn't gone, if they had really opened that tavern together, if the tavern had a good business and they liked some money, if they had used that money to get married openly, if they had lovely children after marriage...... If...... If......

If there are so many, more than that, he will be fifty years old, and his eyes will be red on the street.

Standing on the side of the road, with his face raised, his eyes slightly closed, and the gentle sound of snow seemed to be heard in his ears.

"Shunan, what do you call our tavern?"

"Shunan, will you cook eight-treasure porridge for you to drink tomorrow morning?"

"Shunan, there seem to be a lot of mosquitoes tonight~."

"Shunan, look at it! The peach blossoms in the yard are blooming so beautifully......

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The past is one by one, closing your eyes is like watching a movie, and those beautiful pictures flash quickly frame by frame.

Stopping and walking, I unconsciously walked to the familiar fruit stand.

"Uncle Luo?", Yun Shunan whispered to the old man who was napping in front of the stall tentatively.

When the old man heard the noise, he asked in a daze, "How many catties?"

"Uncle Luo, it's my ......."

After saying this, somehow his nose was sour, Yun Shunan wanted to laugh naturally, but found it difficult.

"Who?", Uncle Luo's pair of yellowed pupils widened, staring at the person in front of him, looking and looking, but still didn't recognize it.

"I'm Shunan."

"Sunan, Sunan, how many catties do you want to buy pears?", Uncle Luo got up as he spoke, ripped off a pile of plastic bags hanging next to the stall, shook it open, and handed it to Yun Shunan.

Yun Shunan took the bag and looked at the old man in front of him, feeling more and more uncomfortable, when he lived on this street, Uncle Luo was only like his current age......

"Uncle Luo...... Come on five catties of pears, you can pick them for me."

"Okay, Sunan, where are the people, aren't you locals who listen to the accent?

"Well, northerners".

After Yun Shunan finished answering, tears had quietly slipped down.

Twenty-four years ago, when he and Ruxue first passed by this fruit stall, Ruxue stood in front of the stall and said to him: "Shunan, can you buy some pears?

He replied to her at the time: "Okay, listen to you".

At that time, Uncle Luo may have heard some accents from his answer, and while helping Ruxue pick pears, he said to him in a special ripe manner: "Shunan, where are you from, aren't you a local when you listen to an accent?

At that time, he replied with this sentence: "Well, northerners".

Uncle Luo is still Uncle Luo, and he is still him, but they are no longer young, and Ruxue has long been fragrant.

At this time, Uncle Luo picked the pears and weighed them, and trembled and sent a large bag of pears to Yun Shunan.

"Uncle Luo, money", Yun Shunan carried the pear with one hand, and handed over a hundred-yuan bill with the other hand.

Uncle Luo took the money, shone it again and again in the sun, and rubbed and rubbed his eyes with a pair of rough hands, still not sure whether the money was real or fake, but he finally put the money in his pocket, and then rummaged through his inferior black wallet that had lost his skin.

"Sunan...... Do you have 10 dollars in change? My little business...... I can't find it, and I can't find ninety-five when I can't find you."

Yun Shunan couldn't bear to watch him unfold and superimpose those one-yuan and five-corner banknotes one by one, so he simply said: "Uncle Luo, don't look for it, the rest of the money will be stored here for you first, and I will use it next time, will it be done?"

"Cheng, what's not to do!Sunan, I owe you ninety-five, next time you come to remind Uncle!", Uncle Luo casually stuffed the handful of change into the broken wallet.

"Okay! I'll remind you next time!".

Yun Shunan quickly wiped away his tears, left with a large bag of pears, and Uncle Luo leaned on the stall and began to nap.

I didn't go far, and I unconsciously stood in front of the shop that I was optimistic about, and saw a small wooden sign hanging in front of the door with a neat line of words "Business hours: 16 o'clock to 23 o'clock", and I couldn't help but be a little curious.

I don't know what kind of shop this is, and the opening hours are so strange.

When I got closer, I wanted to look through the glass to see the furnishings inside, but I found that the glass was one-way, and I could see the outside from the inside, but I couldn't see the inside from the outside......

However, as he was about to leave, he accidentally saw the large cardboard box in the doorway, which was filled with all kinds of empty wine bottles.

He was secretly wondering if this little shop was a tavern when suddenly an old voice sounded behind him.

"Excuse me".

He subconsciously dodged a few steps to the side, and saw a short, gray-haired old lady filling the empty bottles in the cardboard box into her empty snakeskin bag.

The movements are fast and skilled.

"What are you...... This empty bottle can't be taken away at will without the consent of the boss, right?", Yun Shunan kindly reminded.

After all, although these colorful bottles are placed outside the door, it does not mean that they have been discarded.

"Boss? Boss Jane agreed, she specifically told me that she could collect the bottles at this time of the day, she had opened a tavern for many years, and had been leaving empty bottles to me, I didn't take them for nothing, when my dates were ripe, I would send her a big bag."

When the old lady replied, her hands kept moving, and soon she transferred all the bottles in the cardboard box to her own snakeskin bag.

"Auntie, are you saying that there is a tavern here?", Yun Shunan's heart moved.

"It's a tavern, yes, it's been open for a few years, the boss is handsome, and his heart is also notoriously good, but it's a pity that his life is not good, he didn't even find a man at such an old age, to say that she used to take a child and it was not easy to find, but the singer girl was eleven or twelve years old and could be called by an adult, she hadn't found it yet, and her life was still bad......."

When the old lady mentioned the kind boss, she couldn't help but chat a few more words, and her words were full of distress for the boss.

"Singer girl?", Yun Shunan's face changed slightly, and he repeated the four words that the old lady had unintentionally brought in her mouth.

"It's a singer, what's wrong? Do you know the two of them?".

"Lin Gesheng?".