At 10:00 a.m., there was a knock on the Liu family's door.
Li Xia opened the door.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Qiang stared at Li Xia for a long time before saying, "I'm looking for He Shuqiong."
Li Xia frowned and asked again, "Who are you?"
Zhao Qiang scoffed and shouted directly inside.
"He Shuqiong, come out here!"
Li Xia thought this man was acting strangely. She stared at him for a while, and when she heard footsteps behind her, she immediately turned around and saw Old Lady Liu staring at the person outside the door with a horrified expression.
Li Xia's mind immediately became active.
She said without changing her expression, "Mom, this person is looking for you."
Grandma Liu hummed in agreement, trying to remain calm. "This is someone your dad used to know. I need to talk to him about something. You go into the kitchen and continue chopping the filling."
Li Xia nodded and headed towards the kitchen. Glancing back, she saw Old Lady Liu and the man talking a short distance outside the door.
Li Xia immediately crouched down and returned to the door, using a pillar to hide herself, and strained her ears to stick out.
I could only vaguely hear the word "money".
Are they here to ask for money?
Li Xia squinted.
She didn't believe it was someone her father knew.
If they really knew each other, why didn't they talk about it at home instead of sneaking around outside...?
Could it be that he was Old Lady Liu's old flame?
Li Xia felt she had finally seen the truth...
Just then, a noise came from inside Xiong Jing's house.
Li Xia pretended to be collecting dried chilies in the yard, and casually took a few chilies towards the kitchen.
Xiong Jing casually replied, "Where's Auntie?"
Li Xia: "Talking to someone at the door."
Xiong Jing headed towards the door.
Li Xia took the opportunity to enter the kitchen and hid under the small window. Just then, Xiong Jing arrived at the door and Liu Laoniang came in.
"What are you doing out here? Hurry up and go inside. We're making dumplings later. Go help Li Xia chop the filling!"
Xiong Jing, unsuspecting, turned and headed towards the kitchen.
Li Xia went to see Old Lady Liu again.
At this moment, a look of relief appeared on Old Lady Liu's face...
Sneaky and clandestine!
Something's definitely fishy!
If it's Old Lady Liu's old flame...
Could he be Xiong Jing's biological father?
Li Xia felt she had discovered the truth.
Life has been too uneventful; it's been a long time since I've had any gossip.
...
Song Huimin quickly adapted to his new job at Phoenix Pavilion, where he lived in the grocery store.
Lu Hui and her eldest son, Song Qiumin, usually work in the grocery store. There are two rooms in the back yard, one for each of them. Now, Song Huimin lives with Song Qiumin.
Song Huimin currently works six days a week and has one day off. Once everything in the store is on track, he will hire a suitable person and arrange for them to work three days a week and have one day off.
Unbeknownst to them, Chen Zhou and the Song brothers, Song Anmin and Song Jianmin, grew closer and closer.
Chen Zhou would occasionally come to help out at the shop when the third and fifth brothers came.
Xu Songyuan had an idea to bring Lao San and Chen Zhou together, but he hadn't found the right opportunity yet.
That afternoon, the supplier came to deliver drinks.
Xu Songyuan specifically asked Song Anmin to unload the goods, and then asked Chen Zhou to open the boxes and take out the drinks.
Chen Zhou didn't think too much about it; he just got to work quickly and efficiently.
One focused on moving the items, while the other focused on unpacking them.
Xu Songyuan stood behind the door peeking.
Seeing this, Song Huimin followed and whispered, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
Xu Songyuan said thoughtfully, "Let's see when the two saplings grow up."
Song Huimin stroked his chin.
"I don't think I'll ever grow up."
Xu Songyuan clicked his tongue, "Why?"
Song Huimin shrugged.
"I didn't see any pink bubbles at all."
The two of them worked the whole time, their eyes only on the drinks, showing no interest in romance or poetry whatsoever.
A short while later, Song Jianmin, who had gone to buy beef, returned.
The van was parked near Chen Zhou and his group.
Song Jianmin's shouts rang out, "Get out of the way, we're moving goods!"
Chen Zhou smiled, "You're back so soon!"
Song Anmin also moved some land for them.
Xu Songyuan frowned.
"If it's not the third son, could it be the fifth son?"
That makes sense; Song Jianmin is young, so there's no generation gap between him and Chen Zhou...
Song Huimin chuckled, "Uncle, I'm going to get busy."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
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Song Guomin returned to the city at the end of December to pack some clothes for the two children, and then returned again in mid-January.
He needs to go back to his former workplace to get a replacement certificate.
Former colleagues chattered about their recent situations and asked Song Guomin how he was doing in town.
After chatting casually for a few minutes, Song Guomin prepared to leave. Before leaving, he planned to visit his grandparents in Heping Lane.
At this time, Mom and Dad are probably still at work.
The last time Song Guomin came was at the end of August, when he told the Song family about his trip to town.
When Song Guomin arrived at the alley entrance, the neighbors were surprised to see him return, as he had become so thin. They then started talking about Phoenix Pavilion.
"Song Guomin, I didn't expect your uncle to be so good at business. His business is booming every day."
Song Guomin frowned. "Phoenix Pavilion? Doesn't my uncle sell fried rice?"
"You don't know? They don't sell fried rice anymore! They opened a big restaurant, and your parents often go to help out."
After getting the location, Song Guomin didn't even have time to visit his grandparents and headed straight for the night market.
He arrived at exactly five o'clock, and the restaurant was gradually filling up with people.
Song Guomin stood on the opposite side of the street and saw Xu Songyuan swinging a spatula behind the glass window of the kitchen, as well as Song Huimin bustling around inside, and Chen Zhou occasionally peeking out...
Song Guomin stared at the large red signboard with the three characters 'Phoenix Pavilion' written on it!
He felt dissatisfied, bitter, and sarcastic.
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