"I'll take you on a tour of Kyoto."

Xu Qingluo hurriedly pulled Zhou Yuheng in. Zhou Yuheng knocked on the door with a smile in his eyes. The door opened from the inside. A middle-aged woman with a plump figure appeared. One could tell at a glance that the food was good.

"Xiao Heng?"

"Aunt Song."

Aunt Song looked at Zhou Yuheng, then at Xu Qingluo beside him, and instantly understood.

"This is your wife, right?"

"I heard from your Uncle Song some time ago that you were getting married."

"Um."

Zhou Yuheng nodded, and Aunt Song walked up to Xu Qingluo gently, took her hand, looked her left and right, and kept praising her.

"You have a really good eye, kid."

"I married such a beautiful wife."

"Look how iconic this is."

"Hello, Aunt Song."

Xu Qingluo greeted Aunt Song with a smile. Aunt Song pulled Xu Qingluo to look around and praised him profusely.

Xu Qingluo was embarrassed and lowered her head when being praised. Zhou Yuheng saw that she was shy and spoke up to help her out.

"Aunt Song, is Uncle Song here?"

"Here, here, come in, come in."

Aunt Song quickly welcomed the guest in. Uncle Song was developing new dishes in the kitchen. When he heard from his wife that Zhou Yuheng had come with his wife, he came out from the kitchen to greet them.

"It's a rare visit for you, how is your grandfather?"

Uncle Song has a fat belly, a fat head and big ears, and big fleshy earlobes. He looks very much like Buddha. He speaks and acts in a very straightforward and generous manner.

"Uncle Song."

"My grandpa is very nice."

Uncle Song smiled and nodded, then looked at Xu Qingluo beside him. Xu Qingluo also looked at him with a smile and then greeted him.

"Hello, Uncle Song."

Uncle Song looked at her, then suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile, "Are you the girl from the Xu family?"

"yes."

"Yes, yes. I heard that your grandparents plan to stay in Kyoto to retire."

"I'll come visit you sometime when I'm free."

Uncle Song's tone seemed to be very familiar with Grandpa Xu and Grandma Xu, so Zhou Yuheng explained it to her.

Uncle Song used to work in the army's kitchen. At that time, Uncle Song was still a young boy.

Uncle Song was an excellent cook since he was young. Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou as well as Grandpa Xu and Grandma Xu especially loved the meals cooked by Uncle Song when they were in the army, and they became friends over time.

When Xu Qingluo heard that it was a friend of her grandparents, she quickly agreed with a smile: "Okay, my grandparents will definitely be happy if they know."

"Hahahahaha, you're obviously not inherited from your grandfather with such a sweet mouth."

"I think so."

Uncle Song laughed even more happily after hearing her words. Aunt Song brought out two cups of tea with a smile and glared at her husband unhappily.

He told everyone about Chen Bi's past, and he was not afraid of being embarrassed.

"It's rare for Xiaoheng and Xiaoluo to come here, so you should make some delicious food for them."

"Hey! What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Yuheng ordered a roast duck and asked Uncle Song to take care of the rest. Uncle Song went to the kitchen to get busy without saying a word.