"Good boy, grandma is crying for joy."
When the old lady said this, her eyes were fixed on the gate of the Lu family's ancestral home.
"Let's go with grandma to find out the door."
The old lady took Xiao Qingran's hand and walked towards the vermilion gate of the Lu family's ancestral home.
As Xiao Qingran walked, she wondered if the old lady knew the Lu family.
Before she could think too much, the two of them had already arrived at the gate.
The old lady grabbed the brass ring on the door and knocked three times.
The vermilion door clicked twice, opening a crack, and a middle-aged man over fifty years old poked his head out.
"Who are you looking for?"
Perhaps because she saw someone she knew, the old lady's lips trembled with excitement. It took her a long time to speak: "You are Yu Bo's son, Yu Hai, right?"
Yu Bo was her father's housekeeper. Yu Hai was Yu Bo's son, born in his old age. He was only a dozen years younger than she was. Even after so many years, the old lady still recognized the man in front of her at a glance.
The father and son are so much alike.
"You? You are?"
Yu Hai looked at the old man and the child in confusion.
Why do these two people look familiar?
But after thinking about it, he still had no idea.
"Yu Hai, do you still remember your sister Qingxue?"
"What did you say?"
Yu Hai's eyes widened. He pushed the door open a little further, carefully examining the well-dressed, gray-haired old lady in her sixties. Suddenly, he stepped forward excitedly.
"You are the eldest lady. Are you really back?"
The old lady's eyes were filled with tears as she smiled and nodded: "Yu Hai, I'm back. Tell my brother that his wayward sister has come back to apologize."
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