After registering, Su Jianwei found his seat and sat down.
Her seat was by the window, and next to her was a silver-haired old lady who was about seventy years old, with a gentle and elegant temperament; the seat by the aisle was a handsome man in his thirties, wearing a black suit.
Judging from the way he addressed the old lady, he was her junior.
After the two boarded the plane, the man was the one who was busy outside. Although it was not cold in the cabin, he still took a blanket and covered the old lady's legs.
"Aunt, there's nothing to do in the capital, so why not stay in Hong Kong?" The man spoke in a standard Hong Kong accent.
"My cousin is busy with his promotion, and my cousin's wife is also very busy at the hospital. My uncle..."
The man swallowed back his unfinished words under the old lady's gaze.
"Be quiet, I want to sleep for a while."
The man spoke with a Hong Kong accent, but the old lady spoke standard Mandarin, even with a hint of Beijing accent.
"I'm just worried that you'll be bored. You can be old with me around..."
"Tingsheng."
"I understand." The man shut up reluctantly.
Su Jianwei didn't pay attention to their conversation. After the plane took off smoothly, she took out the date paste pastry that Lin Yulan had prepared for her and opened it.
The sweet aroma of dates hits you when you open the freshly made jujube paste pastry in the morning.
Su Jianwei picked up a piece and noticed the gazes of people around him.
She turned her head and saw the old lady, who should have been asleep, staring at the date paste pastry in her hand in a daze.
Su Jianwei asked politely, "Grandma, do you want to try a piece?"
The old lady shook her head and said, "No need."
Seeing that Su Jianwei was looking at her without moving his eyes away, she explained, "I just think the jujube paste pastry in your hand is very similar to the one made by my family's previous cook."
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