When Ye Qiu came down from the rooftop, Ling Fei had already returned from buying groceries and was cooking dinner in the kitchen on the first floor.
Ling Zhengwei had gone down to help with the cooking, but back when Zhou Xiaolan hadn't moved out, he definitely wouldn't have gone to the kitchen to do anything.
Because at that time, he basically solved his meals at the printing factory, and when he got off the evening shift, he might eat something at a roadside stall or have a beer.
Now Ling Zhengwei didn't know what to talk about with Ye Qiu, so he just went down to help.
Ye Qiu sat on the worn-out sofa watching TV, noticing a family photo hanging on the wall.
He walked over to take it down and looked at the five people in the photo: two elders, along with Ling Zhengwei, Zhou Xiaolan, and a seven or eight-year-old girl.
