Chapter 307: What you can’t reach is called a distant place, and what you can’t go back to is called hometown
Lin Shuang said goodbye to Yu Zhishui and his agent Jiang Lan, and when he returned to the door of his villa, he met Yan Han dragging a suitcase.
This is to pack his luggage and drive him out of the house!
He didn't do anything bad today...
Lin Shuang took the suitcase and said, "Um...can we discuss letting me sleep on the sofa? Xiaohan! Wanwan! I was wrong!"
Anyway, please apologize first! He is indeed guilty!
Su Wan leaned against the door frame and waved her hand towards him, "We have already approved it at the meeting. I will lend you to Xiaohan for one night tonight. Remember to come back for cake tomorrow."
She handed the phone over and Lin Shuang picked it up. Opposite her was her head maid Tong Yao.
She and Tong Ge were still in Huai Da and hadn't rushed back yet.
"Master, come back early tomorrow. Little Pigeon and I will prepare a large table of delicious food at home later in the evening."
"Ah Yao..."
"Okay, Master, remember that Ayao is waiting for you at home."
After hanging up the phone, Tong Ge, who was sitting next to Tong Yao, raised his head from his book and looked at his sister.
She said softly, "Sister, it will feel uncomfortable."
Tong Yao lowered his head, but when he raised his eyes again, he still had a gentle smile.
"It's okay, little pigeon. Let's go to the supermarket to buy groceries with my sister later. Wanwan will come too."
Tong Ge stared at her for a while, "Sister, next time I will help you beat your brother-in-law."
"Well..."
Tong Yao tilted his head, his silky hair hanging down like a weeping willow, "Then you should be gentler?"
My sister seems to be hopeless.
Tong Ge withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the book, but stayed on that page for a long time, unable to turn it over until he left.
……
When Tong Yao took Tong Ge and Su Wan to buy things in the supermarket, Lin Shuang was already driving Yan Han on the highway.
Yan Han, who was sitting in the passenger seat, leaned against the car window and looked at the rapidly retreating scenery. She stepped aside slightly so that she could see Lin Shuang's shadow reflected on the car window.
She pouted her mouth and tried to kiss Lin Shuang's shadow, "How long has it been since Brother Shuang returned to Jiangdu?"
"It's been a while..."
Lin Shuang looked at the endless road ahead, wondering where it was leading.
"After all, you and Wanwan are both here in Huaicheng."
Jiangdu is Lin Shuang's hometown, where he, Su Wan and Yan Han grew up.
That hometown not far from Huaicheng... Lin Shuang has not been back for a long time.
Probably a place with family can be called hometown...
But today's Jiangdu, for Lin Shuang, only memories remain.
When he was young, Lin Shuang had many happy memories in Jiangdu.
And those memories, along with the unexpected death of his parents, made him a little afraid to open them.
It's like an old scar. When you uncover it, you don't know if it will be a blood stain or if it has grown new flesh and blood.
Yan Han gently touched Lin Shuang's shadow on the car window.
"Two brothers... take me home to see where we grew up."
Lin Shuang's tone contained many complex emotions, including nostalgia, regret, and finally turned into a relieved smile.
"Okay, let's go home, Xiaohan."
The Lamborghini roared past, moving forward on the highway.
But there are some things... no matter how fast you go, you can't catch them back.
For example, my father’s affirmation, or my mother’s nagging.
...When you have it, you must cherish it.
After getting off the highway and entering the city, Lin Shuang slowed down and looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar street scene.
"Ah, this dough rolling shop has changed its sign. I don't know if the proprietress has changed it." Yan Han used her eyes to compare the streets and alleys where Lin Shuang led her through. "It was Brother Shuang who took me to eat a lot." That one? ”
"Yes, our elementary school is just ahead. Hey, there's even an overpass built here."
Yan Han's tone rose, "The stinky tofu cart is still there!"
Lin Shuang took a closer look and said, "It's really that family, the same grandparents."
Stopping the Lamborghini far away, Lin Shuang took Yan Han and started lining up.
Yan Han smiled and fanned her nose with her little hand, "It still smells so bad...it feels exactly the same as when I was a child. I hated the smell at that time."
"But Xiaohan, it's not enough for you every time you finish your portion, you still have to steal mine~"
"It smells bad but tastes delicious!"
After all these years, the business of this stinky tofu cart is even better than I remembered.
But in my memory...most of the people surrounding the stroller were little kids carrying schoolbags.
But now, they are all young people in their teens and twenties.
Have those little dolls grown up by then?
Lin Shuang didn't know, but he and Xiao Han were indeed the same little kids back then.
When he got closer to the queue, Lin Shuang finally confirmed that the stinky tofu seller was indeed his grandparents from that time.
Ten years of hardship have passed by in a hurry. The old lady put on reading glasses, and the old grandfather also had silver hair.
Time flies forward and is the most ruthless.
"My dear, do you want a large portion or a small portion? Is it spicy?"
"A big portion, put more chili, thank you."
The old man accepted the banknotes, but the old woman who was frying stinky tofu raised her head from time to time, holding her reading glasses and looking at Lin Shuang and Yan Han.
Yan Han held Lin Shuang's hand and hid behind him, looking at everything around him curiously, while Lin Shuang leaned into her ear and recalled the past with her.
The old man made stinky tofu with quick hands and feet. He poked the fried and crispy tofu with chopsticks and poured in the secret chili pepper and soup. It was still the same recipe back then.
After a portion of stinky tofu was made and handed over to her hand, the old lady finally said in an uncertain tone, "Are they Lin Shuang and Xiao Han?"
At that moment, Lin Shuang finally felt like he had returned to his hometown.
Yes... this is his hometown, the place where he grew up.
He's back.
Lin Shuang almost burst into tears, "It's me, grandma, I'll take Xiaohan home to have a look."
The wrinkles on the old woman's face relaxed with her smile, and she waved and gave the old man next to her a fist, "Old Li, come and see, it's Lin Shuang and Xiao Han! The most handsome children back then!" ”
The silver-haired old man also smiled happily, "Hey, you have grown so big. I remember there is a little girl named Wanwan, right? You three kids come to eat our stinky tofu every day, ha. Haha.”
The elderly man has an unexpectedly good memory in this regard.
Lin Shuang nodded, "Wanwan is still studying in Huaicheng, and I have something to do with Xiaohan."
"He looks even more handsome than when he was a child! I can't even recognize him. Xiaohan's eyes are..."
"It's cured, grandma."
"That's good, that's good. At that time, Lao Li always talked about such a beautiful baby like you. It's a pity for his eyes."
The old lady fished out another large portion of stinky tofu and said, "Here, grandma will treat you to another one."
The old man was wiping his hands with an apron nearby, "Come and taste whether our taste has changed."
Across the road, at the elementary school where Lin Shuang went to school, the school bell happened to ring, and it was the same song "Insects Flying".
Today is Saturday, no students are out of school, and the ringing of bells echoes, as if time has traveled through time.
"The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars..."
"Chongerfei, Chongerfei, who are you missing..."
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