As expected, the moment they stepped into Yao's Restaurant, with its simple décor exuding a sense of history, they were met with the warm welcome of an elderly man.
"Ah, Miss Lin, you must have been busy with big things. It's been two years since your last visit. I thought you had completely forgotten this old man," he said.
The elder, in his sixties, had a ruddy complexion and spry energy, with an especially booming voice.
Ning Anping smiled and said, "How could I dare forget you, Big Brother? As soon as we arrived in the Capital, I brought my child here to mooch a meal from you. We came without notice, I hope there's still food to eat."
"Child?" The old man, Yao, looked towards Lu Qingqing who was pushing the wheelchair and exclaimed in admiration, "What a pretty girl! Is she the child from back then? But she seems a bit too old."
Song Xiufeng and Lu Qingqing were both momentarily stunned.
