Ye Qingqing smiled embarrassedly, but luckily the old lady didn't care about her too much.
"Old lady, let's go home, don't be too tired," said the young woman.
"Okay, Xiao Li, how many steps did I walk today?" The old lady panted slightly.
"Thirty-two steps, five steps more than yesterday." The young woman was very happy.
The old lady was even more happy, "I will try to reach forty steps tomorrow!"
The young woman was hesitant. She wanted to get a wheelchair, but she was worried that the old lady was standing alone. Ye Qingqing could see her thoughts and hurriedly said, "I'll push it!"
I was very embarrassed just now, but it would be nice to help me with some work.
Ye Qingqing trotted and pushed the wheelchair back. She glanced at it casually just now. The wheelchair is made in Germany. No wonder the speed is completely different. This old lady is a rich man!
But there are not many poor people who can live on Wushan Road!
"Thank you!" The young woman was a little embarrassed, just now she was fierce against Ye Qingqing.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, I'm holding the wheelchair, you can sit down with the old lady."
The young woman slowly helped the old lady to sit in the wheelchair. Ye Qingqing then let go. She smiled and waved at the old lady, "Goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
The old lady also laughed. She likes the lively and beautiful little girl very much, and she is happy when she sees it.
Lu Mo also nodded at the old lady. The three of them left. The old lady saw at a glance that there was something wrong with Lu Mo's leg, and couldn't help sighing. It was a pity that he was disabled at such a young age.
The old lady looked at Ye Qingqing again, Ye Qingqing was wearing a red one-piece dress today, the skirt was as long as the calf, showing half of her fair and delicate ankles, every step she took, the big skirt flew up, very beautiful.
"Little Li, glasses!"
The old lady's heart skipped a beat, and the young woman hurriedly took out reading glasses from her bag and put them on for the old lady. Ye Qingqing's back was clearer, and the old lady murmured, "It looks like... it looks like..."
Also on this road, same season, same plane tree, same red dress, same back...
The difference is people.
That girl is not the little girl in front of her.
The girl who loved to wear red dresses in her memory is long gone!
Ye Qingqing was a little nervous. She recalled the scene when her mother died. Although she was only five years old at the time, she remembered it clearly. Even Xu Yali's eyes at that time were still fresh in her memory.
When talking about taking good care of her younger brother, Xu Yali kept looking behind Ye Qingqing, and paused for a long time. When she died, Xu Yali seemed extremely unwilling, but she didn't have time to finish.
Ye Qingqing remembered clearly that behind her was Ye Zhiguo.
Ye Zhiguo has been standing behind her, Xu Yali should be worried about him, so she is not reconciled.
"careful!"
Lu Mo tugged at her again, what happened to this girl today, she has no masters and almost bumped into someone again!
"Hey, is that you? The little girl lives here?"
The one who was almost hit was an old gentleman with a long beard. It was Master Chang who Ye Qingqing had only met in the morning. He was carrying a bag in his hand. When he avoided it, he tightly covered the bag with both hands. Things are very precious.
"Master Chang, I'm really sorry, I don't live here." Ye Qingqing was also very surprised that he met this old gentleman on Wushan Road.
The old lady who was still watching from a distance recognized Master Chang and said to herself, "Xiao Chang knows this little girl?"
Ye Qingqing and Master Chang exchanged a few words of courtesy, then parted. The three gradually disappeared. Master Chang approached and saw the old lady very happy, but her expression was very respectful.