462 Su Taotao was a little confused by the sudden appearance of the pie

Zhou Linglan looked indifferently at the gentle and elegant old lady in front of her, trying to reconcile her with the person in her memory. However, time flies, and she can no longer find any similarities.

She moved her lips, but the sound was stuck in her throat and she couldn't shout out.

Old Lady Song walked forward, no longer caring about etiquette, and hugged Zhou Linglan into her arms:

"Linglan, you naughty child, you don't even bother to call Aunt Song?"

Zhou Linglan smiled, tears silently falling, and whispered, "Aunt Song, how are you?"

Old Mrs. Song burst into tears.

I hope you are well. Decades have passed by, how can I be well?

"Okay, okay, the kids must be hungry after sitting on the plane for so long, let's go home first."

Mr. Hu asked the police officers to help move all the luggage into the car. There was enough space in the car, so Baibai didn't need the trunk, so there was room for it.

Old Mrs. Song sat next to Zhou Linglan, holding her hand all the time, unwilling to let go for a moment.

Although Su Taotao didn't know what happened decades ago, she knew the truth must be very heavy, which was why Zhou Linglan never set foot in her hometown for decades and never mentioned it.

"The people over there died out two years ago. They committed many evil deeds and finally committed suicide. Lying in bed with no children is their final retribution.

You have already severed ties with them and changed your surname to your mother's. A hundred years after we die, even if the grass on the grave is taller than a person, it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to look at it again when you pass by. They deserve it."

The gentle and elegant old lady Song rarely said such cold and harsh words, and her expression was rarely so solemn.

Su Taotao guessed that there were only a few bloody and vicious stories coming and going. It might be that after Zhou Linglan's mother died, her father married a vicious stepmother, causing the young Zhou Linglan to be displaced and almost die in a foreign land.

Apart from Zhou Linglan, Zhou Linglan's biological father's lineage had no children and no daughters, so the bloodline was cut off.

Zhou Linglan had long ago severed ties with her biological father and changed her surname to her mother's, so after they died she did not go to worship them or continue the incense.

Zhou Linglan looked out the window at the bare tree trunks that kept receding and nodded: "I know."

The atmosphere in the car was a little subtle, and we drove in silence all the way to the Hu family's courtyard.

Chenchen is a master at livening up the atmosphere. Sometimes he would say that Grandma Song brought you some delicious local specialties, and sometimes he would say that Grandpa Hu folded a thousand paper cranes for you to prolong your life...

During the meal, one of them praised the food loudly and boasted about how delicious it was. He boasted about three bowls of rice in one breath, which made the two elderly people very happy.

The depression in the car disappeared.

When Chenchen was a child, he had a lisp, so he called both Old Wu and Old Master Hu from Tang’s family “Uncle Fu”. Now that he has grown up, he can tell the difference very clearly, but he still calls Old Wu “Uncle Fu” and Old Master Hu “Uncle Hu”.

After lunch, the family did not delay any longer and loaded all the things that had been sent to them into the car, ready to ship them back home.

In fact, Grandma Song had so many things to ask Zhou Linglan.

She really wanted to keep Zhou Linglan for a few days.

But Zhou Linglan didn't want to.

Old Mrs. Song didn't force herself any more. After all, it wasn't far away and there was a long way to go. There would be plenty of time in the future.

"Everything has been cleaned up there. The bedding and quilts are new, and the pots and pans are all ready. You can move in right away. Go back and have a good rest. There's no need to rush to clean up these things." Old Mrs. Song said.

Family members don't talk behind each other's backs. Zhou Linglan and Old Lady Song have a deep relationship. Even though they are mother and daughter, it is rare for them to achieve this. It would be too polite to say thank you.

"Grandma Song, please go back and take a nap. We'll come to see you after we've settled down." Su Taotao said.

Old Mrs. Su waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, drive slowly."

…

The Zhou family’s old house was really not far away, just two alleys behind. Even if you didn’t have a car, it would only take ten and eight minutes to get two tricycles to pull it there.

When the car reached the main road, Chenchen suddenly pointed across and said, "Mom, that's Brother Yangyang's house!"

Su Taotao also thought of the "No. 1 Noodle House in Beijing" and touched the child's head:

"Chenchen has a really good memory. Let's go to Brother Yangyang's house to eat noodles some other day when we are free."

Chenchen pulled the car window and nodded heavily: "Yeah, yeah, Brother Yangyang's fried noodles are delicious. Hey, Chenchen suddenly looked back——"

"Uncle, is that guy who just walked by Brother Yangyang?"

Fu Yuanhang turned around and saw a tall and straight figure with a neat crew cut. He shook his head:

"I didn't see it clearly, so I don't know if it is true or not."

After so many years, I don’t know what Li Xiangyang looks like now. This back view does not match the Li Xiangyang in my memory.

Of course, Li Xiangyang is definitely not the same as he was back then.

Chen Chen felt quite regretful: "I think he is Brother Yangyang. Brother Yangyang looks so good when he smiles!"

Mr. Hu's current security guard is called Xiao Zhang. He is also a regular customer of "Beijing's No. 1 Noodle House". He goes there whenever he wants to eat fried noodles.

He also likes Chenchen very much. After all, the little guy gives him candy as soon as he sees him, so it's hard not to like him.

He added, "He's the son of the owner of the noodle shop across the street. I think I heard them call him Yang Yang."

"Wow," Chen Chen turned around and looked at the guard, "Uncle Xiao Zhang, you are right, I said he is Brother Yangyang!"

Guard: "Chenchen has a really good memory. He still remembers it after all this time."

He has been Mr. Hu's bodyguard for two or three years. This is the first time he has seen Chen Chen. That is to say, Chen Chen has not seen Yang Yang for at least two or three years. The boy has changed a lot in these years. It is really amazing that Chen Chen could recognize him.

Chen Chen nodded: "Everyone I've met remembers you, Uncle Zhang, and I will always remember you too!"

Xiao Zhang laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, remember it well..."

…

This place is still the same as when I came here a few years ago.

Separated by a wall, on one side is a large courtyard with bungalows, and on the other side is a standard quadrangle with two entrances, dividing the house into two distinct levels.

The alley at the back is not as wide as the one in the front, so cars cannot drive in. We can only park on the main road and move things in little by little.

Su Taotao looked at the row of bungalows in the alley across the street, which were even more dilapidated than the "No. 1 Noodle House in Beijing". However, the difference was not that big and was pretty much what she had imagined. After all, no one had lived there for many years. Even if the inside had been renovated, it would be difficult to renovate the outside.

Unless everyone renovates together, it won't look good if only one house in a row has a new exterior wall.

Anyway, she doesn't start school that early, so she might as well find someone to replace the tiles. Even though there isn't much rain in the north, she's still a little worried about leaks.

Seeing Su Taotao looking at the bungalow opposite like an old monk in meditation, Zhou Linglan thought she had a friend living there, so she said:

"Let's go, Taotao. We'll go back first. We can visit your friends another day when we have time."

Su Taotao came back to her senses and looked at everyone walking towards the courtyard with bags of all sizes hanging in their hands.

Su Taotao blinked. What happened?

She closed her mouth tightly to prevent herself from saying, "Did I take the wrong road? Shouldn't I go the other way?"

He probably wouldn't have taken the wrong road. Even if Xiao Zhang didn't recognize him and Zhou Linglan hadn't been back for decades and didn't recognize him, Fu Zhengtu wouldn't have remembered him wrongly, right?

After all, it was Xiao Zhang who had been helping to clean up before, so it was impossible for him to make a mistake!

Su Taotao was a little confused by the sudden appearance of the pie.

So, their house in the capital is not a shabby bungalow waiting to be demolished, but a standard, well-maintained courtyard house whose value in the future will be measured in billions?