Wanwan stood in front of the door, and the moment she saw this old man, her steps stiffened.

She knew the old man.

This is the former housekeeper of the Chen family, also surnamed Chen. In the past, he was the son of a family, and his ancestors lived with the Chen family for generations. Almost my life, I have never left.

But the Chen family is gone.

Mr. Chen survived and stayed in the only shop left before.

Guard, the last thoughts.

"Fujin, it seems to be here."

Nian Xia glanced at the fierce Grandpa Chen, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Otherwise, let Qinglan handle this matter, right?" ”

It's not good that her family Fujin was hit.

"No, you don't."

Wanwan shook her head and said, "You go to the wine shop next door and order a table of wine and food." I'll be over soon. ”

"Fujin..."

Nian Xia was shocked.

Just looking at this old man's posture, can you agree?

"It doesn't matter." Wanwan waved her hand and said, "You just go." ”

"Yes..."

Nian Xia looked at Wanwan with a resolute attitude. At this time, she could only agree.

Wanwan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked in the direction where Steward Chen was.

Steward Chen sat under the shade of a tree, his eyes blazing. Just looking at the pedestrians coming and going around him, he naturally noticed Wanwan very quickly.

"You..."

Steward Chen sensed a hint of familiarity from Wanwan's body.

He always felt that the pace of walking gracefully and the usual look on his face gave him a sense of déjà vu.

"This lady, but you want to buy steamed buns? The fresh meat buns at the shop have just been baked, and they taste just right. ”

Steward Chen's daughter-in-law immediately greeted her.

She was worried that her father-in-law was making trouble again.

"Good. A drawer of buns. ”

Wanwan nodded, and found a place in the store to sit down by the door.

Here, it's very close to where Steward Chen is.

After a few moments, the buns were served.

Wanwan smelled the familiar smell and knew that this was Steward Chen's craft. The buns he makes are thin and juicy, and the filling is particularly rich.

"Grandpa Chen, you can eat one too."

Wanwan picked up the bun and handed it directly to Steward Chen, who was sitting with a broom behind her.

Steward Chen was stunned at first, he didn't recognize Wanwan. But the bun had already been handed to him, so he could only take it like this.

When Wanwan saw this, she smiled.

Steward Chen is still the kind-hearted Steward Chen.

"When I was younger, I didn't like to eat minced pork. The housekeeper in the house secretly minced the pork filling and mixed it with other meat fillings. ”

Wanwan took a bite of the bun and said as if talking to herself: "I'm too young to make a difference." Later, when I found out the truth, I lost my temper and felt that they had deceived me. ”

But later, I saw that when the butler apologized, he was not angry. Isn't all meat stuffing the same? As long as it is a steamed bun made by him, it is delicious. ”

After Wanwan finished speaking, she looked at Steward Chen.

Steward Chen's eyes looked straight at Wanwan, and the old tears were full of tears. The bun in his hand also fell to the ground at this time and rolled to the middle of the road.

"You... Who are you? ”

Steward Chen asked in a choked voice.

This incident was a way he came up with on the orders of his wife to make the girl not picky. For so many years, even the girl never mentioned it when she grew up.

He had forgotten about being a girl.

I never thought...

"I had a dream. There are so many beautiful daffodils in my dreams. Grandpa Chen, can you also help me buy a yard of daffodils and come back? ”