Bai Lanyi had a dream.

I dreamed that I was still the same as when I was a child, and the sun was just right on a summer afternoon.

Pushing the door and putting down the small school bag, I saw my grandfather sitting on a small stool in the yard, kneading vivid pastries.

Stuffed it into his mouth with a fragrant smell, as if he had lost all his troubles.

At that time, the troubles were as light as a feather.

But......

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