Wu Suya smiled and led the two into the house.
He sighed softly as he walked, his tone tinged with helplessness.
"Xiao Shuo is so sensible. He's not old, but he's already married and living a good life. My Zhiheng is already thirty years old and doesn't even have a girlfriend. It's really worrying me to death."
Zhu Xiuqin comforted her.
“Zhiheng is a good person with a respectable job. A man like him should definitely find a girl who knows him well and can understand his temperament. Sister-in-law, don’t be too anxious. You can’t rush things when it comes to fate. When it comes, you can’t stop it.”
Su Qingzhi listened quietly, her gaze sweeping lightly between the two.
She followed behind, her steps light, and stepped into the house.
The first floor consists of a living room, a kitchen, and the bedrooms of the two elderly people.
The living room faces south and has excellent natural light. An old landscape painting hangs on the wall.
The furniture inside was all dark brown.
The style is old-fashioned, the carvings are simple, and there are no superfluous decorations, but each piece is sturdy and durable.
A three-seater sofa is placed in the center of the living room, covered with checkered fabric cushions.
There are several bedrooms on the second floor, arranged in a neat layout, and at the end of the corridor is a study with windows facing the courtyard.
The window was open, and the gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze, revealing the grape trellis in the yard.
Zhu Xiuqin walked to the top of the stairs, held onto the railing, and pointed to the small room with a door at the corner, asking.
"Sister-in-law, is my dad in the study? I remember he used to read there often."
Wu Suya shook her head, her tone calm.
"No, the old man went out early this morning, saying he was going to the park to play chess with Old Shen. That's all he likes; he's not interested in anything else."
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft "ding" came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of water running from the faucet.
Old Madam Shen slowly walked out from inside, carrying an enamel cup.
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