Chapter 736： ordinary life

Su Wanrou's expression changed slightly, and she forced a smile, "He...he's busy and doesn't have time."

"It's still your husband who has the ability to make a fortune wherever he goes, oh yo, it's Guanshengyuan's dim sum, he really deserves to be rich!"

The sharp-eyed neighbors recognized the dim sum box that Huo Jinzhi was holding. It was the old brand Guanshengyuan in Songcheng. The dim sum was not cheap. Ordinary people were reluctant to buy and eat it, at least these neighbors were reluctant.

"No, it's an ordinary passing day."

Su Wanrou politely said a few words, but no one believed that it was not the case for the general passage of time, like they were called the general passage of life, they had to calculate the money every day, and even a penny could not wait to be divided into three points. They can only say that they are alive.

"Go home quickly, your parents miss you so much, by the way, your brother is married, you have a nephew, you are already eight years old." The old lady with kind-hearted eyes came to relieve the siege.

"I know. I heard it from my mother before, but I haven't met. I'll go back first."

Su Wanrou said her farewell with a smile. She knew her little nephew, named Sudan Qing, who was taken by her father. The meaning was obvious. She hoped that her nephew could become a master of Dan Qing.

Su's father studied art for a while when he was young, and he has some talent. Unfortunately, his family was not very good, and when he encountered war, he could only give up learning painting and become a teacher. It's good, but not bad. Su Wanrou can also draw, but her talent is very poor.

As for her younger brother Su Lihong, his talent is even worse than hers. He can't even learn basic basic knowledge, and his studies are also poor. If he hadn't looked like her father, Su's father would have suspected that his son was not his.

But I heard from my mother's letter that my nephew is quite talented in art, so he shouldn't disappoint his father, right?

Huo Jinzhi followed silently and didn't speak. He just smiled when he met people. He didn't know any of them, and he didn't know their name. He just laughed.

Now it is dinner time, the corridors are filled with all kinds of vegetable fragrances, and the space utilization of Songcheng is also the highest, and even the corridors are used, forming a unique pavilion in Songcheng, which is the place where the corridors turn. Build a small house, which used to be for servants, cold in winter and hot in summer, narrow and stuffy.

Huo Jinzhi glanced at the pavilion. Six people lived in a ten-square-meter house. They ate around a small table. There were only two bowls of dishes and a small plate. Looking at it, I could see what it was.

A bowl of stir-fried green vegetables, a bowl of red-fried dried bean curd in snow, and a small piece of fermented bean curd in a small plate. Judging from the color, it should have been eaten for a while, and this family members lightly tap with chopsticks, but take a sip. , Huo Jinzhi suspects that the chopsticks are not dipped in the fermented bean curd, no wonder a small piece can be eaten for so long.

Su Wanrou doesn't know this family. Ten years have passed, the residents have changed, and there are not many old neighborhoods. When they got to the second floor, the corridor was full of stoves. Su Wanrou's eyes were wet all of a sudden. She saw her house, but the door tightly closed.

"Both of them are, and the other is on the third floor."

Su Wanrou pointed. There were some clutter and stoves piled up outside these two rooms, but they were kept neat and tidy, and the corridor was also cleaned up. The two rooms next to it looked much messier.

After knocking on the door, the old lady's voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

Su Wanrou couldn't hold back her tears and called out, "Mom, it's me, Wanrou."

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