Last year, after such a situation, I came here, like a homeless orphan, alone, not only sad, but also sad.

And this time, she was not alone and would not have no place to go. The one who came back with her was her grandfather, her only relative in this world.

"Drive slowly, I'll take a look."

Sheng Qingyuan said to Atang who was driving.

Hearing his voice full of melancholy and change of things, Lu Tingwan reached out to hold his hand.

Sheng Qingyuan looked at Lu Tingwan, then smiled and patted the back of her hand.

"Grandpa is happy," he said.

After about an hour's drive, I finally arrived near the Sheng family's courtyard. Everything around Sheng Qingyuan was so familiar with.

The past is vivid in my mind, and for most of his life, traces of his life are left everywhere here.

Looking at the open door in the distance and seeing the familiar home inside, Sheng Qingyuan's eyes were slightly moist, and he felt uncomfortable and happy for a moment.

"Grandpa, we're here." Lu Tingwan said.

"It's here, it's home." Sheng Qingyuan nodded.

Home is getting closer and closer, Sheng Qingyuan's eyes are getting wetter.

When the car drove to the front door, Sheng Qingyuan let out a long sigh and said, "Stop here."

Atang stopped the car.

Lu Tingwan looked at Sheng Qingyuan.

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and patted Lu Tingwan's back of his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go in."

Lu Tingwan nodded: "Okay."

The two got out of the car immediately, and Jiang Yu, the co-pilot, got out together.

Atang watched the car and other cars go in first.

Sheng Qingyuan stood in front of the gate, watching without saying a word.

The passing people watched the mansion that had not lived in for more than ten years, and they stopped curiously.

Sheng Qingyuan stood at the door for several minutes, and finally he nodded, smiled and said to Lu Tingwan with a happy look: "Let's go in and go home."

Lu Tingwan supported him, and the three of them walked in together.

Wherever they look, scenes are scenes of their lives, and even every grass and tree still look like they remember.

Lu Tingwan, who had already had a vague memory, saw these familiar scenes and the memories gradually became angular.

She remembers that she often runs on this road, that she seems to be playing there often, that she remembers that she has climbed the tree, that pavilion grandfather loves to enjoy the cool air the most.

Sheng Qingyuan walked and stopped all the way, with tears in his eyes pointing at Lu Tingwan one by one, saying, "Do you remember it?"

He also told Jiang Yu that when he was a child, Lu Tingwan was making trouble and trolling there, he loved to play there, and he did something there.

Jiang Yu looked at Sheng Qingyuan, whose mood was too fluctuating, and had no intention of watching the scenery with them. He wanted to urge him, but was afraid that he would disappoint him.

From the gate to the villa, it took me two or three hundred meters to get there. It took me more than an hour to walk.

Standing at the door of the villa, Lu Tingwan's thoughts were surging.

She really went home and was with her grandfather.

"I have been away from home for so many years and have arrived below. I really have to explain it to the ancestors of the Sheng family." Sheng Qingyuan said with a smile and a joke.

The Sheng family has lived in this foundation for several generations.

"Let's go in, I'm tired from walking, so I'm going home to rest." Sheng Qingyuan brought Lu Tingwan into the door.

Everything inside has not changed, and there are no fewer things. Even the places where those things are placed were the same when they left.

Two days ago, Jiang Yu sent someone to clean and tidy up Sheng's house inside and outside. Now, it doesn't look like he hasn't lived in it for more than ten years. It's still as warm as home.

For example, the sofa and some that are no longer available because it has been too long, Jiang Yu bought the same or similar ones to make up.
Chapter completed!