The golden gravy was filled with beef and some chopped green onions. The fragrance assailed his nostrils. He couldn't get tired of the familiar smell. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls.
"Slow down," reminded Zheng Rou.
Zhang Ronghua smiled and continued to eat. He occasionally drank a few mouthfuls of soup and finished a bowl of beef noodles. He looked at the sky outside and chatted until it was almost midnight. He stood up from his chair and said,"It's getting late. I should go back. Mother, rest early."
"You're not staying here tonight?"
"No." Zhang Ronghua shook his head.
"Be careful!"
"Yes." Zhang Ronghua agreed.
He didn't let his mother send him off. He left the residence and walked along the street towards his home in the Vermilion Bird Lane.
Vermilion Bird Avenue.
