The old man looked much older than Ji Heng, with silver hair and a black hat; he must have just arrived in Xiangcheng, still holding a thick coat in his hands.
Ji Heng squinted his eyes, looking at the old man's face, and finally found him in the somewhat blurry memories.
"Butler Lou."
He spoke.
Behind him, Mrs. Liu, seeing that Ji Heng had a visitor, put down her needle and stood up uneasily, "Uncle Ji, you're busy here, so I'll go home and cook."
Once she left, Ji Heng stepped aside to let the two in.
Butler Lou silently observed the entire courtyard.
Ever since he heard about Ji Heng, he had been tirelessly searching for him, aware that Ji Heng might be living poorly, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad.
This dilapidated scene... was nothing like he had imagined.
Ji Heng poured a cup of tea for the two and invited them to sit at the stone table, then picked up his smoking pipe, "What do you want from me?"
