By the time he got home, it was naturally very late.
Zhao Huili was almost getting anxious.
I was just about to go find him.
Then I saw him coming back on his bike.
In the past two years, they had already bought a yard and moved out of the Song family's old house.
Zhao Huili sold those houses.
People built a high wall in the middle to separate them from Song Zhiguo and Old Lady Song's family.
But this made Old Lady Song very angry.
They called Song Zhiyong an ungrateful person and Zhao Huili a worthless person.
Fortunately, they have all moved away. She can curse as much as she wants, Zhao Huili will just turn a blind eye!
Now seeing that her son had just returned at this time, she hurried to meet him.
"Hey, Wenlin, you kid, you left earlier than us, why are you back at this time?"
Song Shimiao said worriedly, "Brother, you don't know, Mom is so worried that she wants me to go out and look for you!"
She is now in college and was admitted to Beijing Normal University. She will graduate next year, so she has to prepare well this year.
It was New Year's Eve and she wanted to read some more, but her brother didn't come back and her mother was pacing around anxiously, so she couldn't continue reading.
Song Wenlin explained somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, I ran into an acquaintance on the road and talked for a while! So I was delayed for a while!"
But at this moment, Song Shimiao suddenly leaned over and sniffed him, shaking his head in disbelief, "No! Brother, why do you smell like hot pot?"
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