Zhang Xinhua nodded with a smile, "Yes, Aunt Su, it's really you, still like in my memories. Does my mom know you've come back?"
"She should know. Hai Yan ran into Qi Yan and the others."
Upon hearing the little girl's name, Zhang Xinhua felt a bit anxious. This girl shouldn't have finished school by this time. How did she run into them?
Thinking this, his steps quickened a bit.
Su Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, surprised it was still like this, though Zhang Xinhua didn't show it.
Zhang Xinhua was a step faster entering the yard, "Dad, Mom. Aunt Su and her family have come over."
Zhao Yanping heard the voice and came running out.
She saw Su Yuanyuan at once, "Yuanyuan, you haven't changed a bit, ten years on, unchanged, still like I remember."
"Big Sis, you've changed quite a lot," Su Yuanyuan said with a smile.
Zhao Yanping no longer seemed as weathered
as before. But she had aged; time spares no one.
