Su Wanrou's face changed slightly, and she smiled, "He...... He's busy and doesn't have time. ”

"Or your husband has the ability, he can make a fortune anywhere, oh yo, it's a snack from Guanshengyuan, he really deserves to be rich!"

The sharp-eyed neighbors recognized the dim sum box that Huo Jinzhi was carrying, it was the old brand Guanshengyuan in Songcheng, the dim sum was not cheap, ordinary people were reluctant to buy it to eat, at least these neighbors were reluctant.

"No, it's just ordinary days."

Su Wanrou said a few polite words, but no one believed it, Pu through the days is not like this, like they called Pu through the days, they have to calculate and spend money every day, and they can't wait to tear every penny into three points, Su Wanrou is called life like this, they can only say that they are alive.

"Come home, your father and mother want you to die, by the way, your brother is married, you have a nephew, and he is eight years old." A kind old lady came to relieve the siege.

"I know, I've heard my mother say it in a letter before, but I haven't met, so I'll go back first."

Su Wanrou said goodbye with a smile, she knew the little nephew, his name was Sudan Qing, and his father took it, the meaning was obvious, and she hoped that her nephew could become a generation of Danqing masters.

Su's father studied art for a while when he was young, and he had some talent, but unfortunately his family background was not very good, and he encountered war, so he could only give up learning to paint, and became a teacher.

As for her younger brother Su Lihong, his talent is worse than her, he can't even learn basic introductory knowledge, and his learning is also poor, if he doesn't look like her father, Su's father will suspect that his son is not his species.

But I heard my mother's letter that my nephew is quite talented in art, so I shouldn't disappoint my father, right?

Huo Jinzhi followed silently, didn't speak, just smiled when he met someone, he didn't know any of them, and he didn't know what they were called, just laughing.

Now it's time for dinner, the corridor is filled with all kinds of vegetable aromas, the space utilization of Songcheng is also the highest, even the corridor is also used, forming a unique pavilion room in Songcheng, that is, the place where the corridor bends to build a small house, it used to be for the servants to live, cold in winter and hot in summer, narrow and stuffy.

Huo Jinzhi glanced at the pavilion, a house of more than ten square meters, there were actually six people, eating around a small table, only two bowls of dishes, a small plate, Huo Jinzhi's eyes were good, just a dragonfly glanced at the water, and he saw clearly what kind of dish it was.

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A bowl of fried vegetables, a bowl of fried tofu in the snow, and a small half piece of tofu in the small plate, depending on the color, it should have been eaten for a while, and the family gently clicked it with chopsticks, but after a bite, Huo Jinzhi suspected that the chopsticks were not dipped in tofu, no wonder a small piece could be eaten for so long.

Su Wanrou didn't know this family, more than ten years have passed, the residents have changed back and forth, and there are not many old neighborhoods, to the second floor, the corridor is full of stoves, Su Wanrou's eyes are wet all of a sudden, she sees her home, but the door is closed.

"It's both, and one is on the third floor."

Su Wanrou pointed and pointed that there were also some sundries and stoves piled up outside the two rooms, but they were neat and clean, and the corridors were also cleaned, and the two rooms next to them looked much messier.

There was a knock on the door, and an old lady's voice came from inside, "Who?" ”

Su Wanrou's tears couldn't help but flow, and she shouted, "Mom, it's me, Wanrou." ”