Liang Shuyan wanted to go to town to buy a horse-drawn carriage and visit Mr. Su's daughter, Su Qiaoqiao, on the way. She wondered if Su Qiaoqiao's current situation was somewhat similar to Jin Xia's.

Thinking about these things, Liang Shuyan's mood immediately soured. She went to Mr. Su immediately and asked him about his family situation.

Mr. Su asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why did you think of me when you went to the market? I'm not good at running a business, how can I help you?"

The donkey cart was ready, and Da Shan was called to drive it. Liang Shuyan and Mr. Su boarded the cart one after the other.

The car wheels made a rhythmic sound. Liang Shuyan slowly asked, "Mr. Su, do you still have any relatives?"

Mr. Su's face immediately darkened. He hesitated for a moment and said, "There was a flood, and all the elderly and children in my family are gone. I'm the only old man left alive, and I can't see any hope."

Liang Shuyan sighed softly, "I'm so sorry, I never expected your family to suffer such a tragedy. But what if your daughter were still here?"

“How could that be? My daughter Qiaoqiao has been sensible and obedient since she was little, but we haven’t heard from her since the flood. She must no longer be alive in this world. Otherwise, why wouldn’t she come looking for her father?”

Liang Shuyan didn't speak. It was clear that Mr. Su missed his daughter very much. Over the years, Mr. Su would always take the money he had saved and wander around. To others, he seemed to have nothing better to do, but in reality, he was searching for his family. After searching for many years without success, Mr. Su's health deteriorated in the last two years, and he became somewhat unable to keep up.

Soon, they arrived at the market, which was bustling with people. The carriage stopped under a large tree by the roadside.

Liang Shuyan jumped down from the carriage, glanced at Dashan, and said, "Dashan, let's go to Liujiazhuang first, and then stop on the way back. I'll buy a carriage on the way back!"

Jin Dashan's eyes widened in surprise: "Mother, are you really going to buy a horse-drawn carriage? Does that mean it will be much more convenient for us to go to town in the future?"

Mr. Su was a little curious, so he asked, "What are we going to Liujiazhuang for? It's been so many years, there's hardly anyone left in our hometown. I'm getting old, and I don't want to go back and be reminded of the past!"

Liang Shuyan smiled and said, "You, you just need to ride in the car and tell me about your village along the way. I'll also take the opportunity to learn about the stories in your village so that I can tell the children when they ask, right?"

Although this reason is somewhat far-fetched, it is at least something that makes it hard for Mr. Su to refuse, isn't it?

Mr. Su sighed: "Actually, our Liujia Village used to be a very united village. It was just because of our bad location that a flood submerged our village. Otherwise, I might still be in Liujia Village now. Look, over there is the school where the children of Liujia Village go to school."

Liang Shuyan's eyes flickered: "It seems there are still students here. If you want to go to the school, we'll find someone and go check it out later."

Mr. Su coughed and said somewhat confusedly, "What could I possibly be hiding from you, Auntie? You're usually so busy with your own affairs, how come you have the time to come to Liu Family Village? Did you find Sanwang another wife?"

"No, that brat Sanwang is probably doing farm work at his uncle's house these days. The person he met today might be the one Mr. Su wanted to see."

The donkey cart stopped, and Dashan jumped off, clapped his hands, and said, "Mother, we're here! This is Mr. Su's house!"

Mr. Su was surprised, his hands trembling as he looked at the house in front of him and said in disbelief, "What, what's going on? There's no one left in our family, so why are there cow dung and dogs outside? Could it be?"

Da Shan followed the path and saw a wooden door with peeling paint. Some withered grass was drying in front of it, and a small black dog barked a few times.

A dark-faced old woman came out and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Mr. Su frowned: "You, who are you? What are you doing in our house?"

Yes, Mr. Su's house is empty, but this house has been empty and no one lives there. But suddenly someone is living there. Who is this person? He knows everyone in the village, but he doesn't recognize this old woman?

The dark-faced woman hesitated for a moment, then turned and called out into the courtyard, "Daughter-in-law, come quick, who is this person? Are they looking for their home?"

At this moment, a woman dressed in a gray dress came out. Her hair was tied into a bun and held in place by a wooden hairpin. She looked very haggard, and her small eyes seemed lifeless.

"Who could it be? Who could be in our family?"

Mr. Su suddenly looked up and saw the woman. His lips trembled as he asked, "Qiaoqiao, is it...is it you?"

The woman looked up, seemingly in disbelief. Who could possibly remember her old name? Besides her parents and brother, who else could?

But my brother and parents have already been swept away by the great flood. How could they be gone?

Rubbing her eyes, she took a closer look and saw that it was indeed her father. For so many years, Su Qiaoqiao had been searching for her family's whereabouts. She never expected to see her father now. She burst into tears, rushed forward and hugged Mr. Su tightly, crying her heart out.

The dark-faced old woman glanced at her daughter-in-law and hurriedly said, "Daughter-in-law, this is your father, didn't you say?"

“It’s my father. For so many years, I’ve been searching for my father, but no matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find him. I never thought that my father would actually find me?”

Mr. Su said with some guilt, "Actually, I've been teaching in Daling Village. I just didn't expect you to be in our house. Is this your mother-in-law?"

The dark-faced old woman opened the door warmly and said, "Quickly, quickly let your father in and sit down. He's come all this way, why don't you hurry up and cook for him?"

Su Qiaoqiao quickly went back to the kitchen to cook.

Having not returned for many years, Mr. Su began to wander around the house. This place was filled with his memories of his family. He came to the main room, where two children, a boy and a girl, were lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), about two years apart. When they saw a stranger come in, they were so frightened that they burst into tears.

The dark-faced old woman rushed in, looking angry: "Oh dear, my grandson just fell asleep, what are you doing in our house?"

Mr. Su thought to himself, "This is my own home, can't I even move around?" But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

"You bitch, where's my foot bath water, you bitch!" A chubby man rushed in, reeking of alcohol, and shouted at Su Qiaoqiao.