Oh, the original owner was nearsighted and couldn't see clearly.

It's very blurry; I don't recognize it.

"Want to buy tofu?"

Lu Chen's eyes instantly reddened. He couldn't believe that when they met again, the little girl from back then would casually ask, "Want to buy tofu?"

No, that's not right, this isn't Momo.

He strode over and carefully examined Mo Yan. Looking at this face that was exactly the same as it had been back then, he could no longer find any trace of the familiar Mo Yan.

"MoMo, this is Lu Chen."

"I don't know you. I'm Mo Yan. If you're not buying tofu, please don't disturb my business. Could you please move aside?"

Lu Chen's Momo account is long gone.

It all started when the original owner fell and was forced to marry Tao Ju.

The original owner didn't want to remember or admit it because she could never be with Lu Chen again.

Lu Chen was the original owner's light, her only warmth in the cold winter night.

She felt she was no longer worthy of acknowledging him.

They didn't see themselves in Mo Yan's eyes. There was no surprise at seeing familiar faces, and even less joy at seeing her father. She really didn't remember them.

"How have you managed all these years?"

They were eager to know how she had managed all these years.

"You're being very strange. I've already told you I don't know you. Please don't disturb my business here, okay?"

Mo Yan was speechless. If you're not going to buy, then don't block the way. Do you really think everyone is as rich as you?

They then made way, and by the time they finished selling the tofu, it was already noon.

Mo Yan was about to pick up her child when Tao Zhengyi returned by himself. Seeing so many people at the door, he was very surprised. "Mom, are they selling tofu?"

"Who knows? Hurry up and go inside to eat. What's all over your clothes? If they're still this dirty this afternoon, I'll teach you a lesson."

Mo Yan led Tao Zhengyi straight in without even looking at them, then closed the door immediately, her movements incredibly swift.

When it's time to eat, we naturally still eat tofu.

"Mom, I feel like they know you. Are they your family? And what's the situation between you and Dad?"

Tao Zhengyi was a little curious about what his mother would do; he wanted to know even more what his mother would do.

"Dump him! He's wronged me, why would I keep him around? I can't tolerate any injustice, you know?"

Does this even need to be asked? Isn't this a foregone conclusion? Why is he even asking?

"Okay, then I'll go with you, and Grandma will go with you too. We don't want him. When are we going home?" He was homesick; well, he was afraid his mom wouldn't come home anymore.