The street was not very long.
But the girl walked slowly. Ye Bei also walked slowly.
The vendors on both sides of the street, as well as the pedestrians passing by from time to time, basically all knew the girl.
"Qingyin, is your father going to treat him again?" When a vendor saw the girl, he took another look at Ye Bei, and then asked with a smile.
"Yeah! Don't we have a tradition here? Treat a stranger with enthusiasm. I think he is more familiar with it. There is nothing wrong with entertaining him for a meal!" Pu Qingyin replied sweetly.
"Qingyin, how is your dad these days? I haven't seen him come out for several days. I still want to play a chess game with him." An old man with a chess stand saw the girl and asked with a smile.
