Under the porch of the small shop, Han Mei watched the scene unfold with a smile in her eyes as she quietly wiped away the tears the wind had sandblasted into her eyes.
"Qingzi has really turned her life around now," Tian Yue'e whispered, "You'll have good days ahead."
"Those will be your good days too," Han Mei replied with a smile.
"Right, right, our good days together," Tian Yue'e said with a chuckle.
"Thinking back on the changes over the past year, it always feels like I'm dreaming. The house has undergone a huge transformation, and the business is getting smoother and smoother."
Han Mei nodded gently.
It was exactly those bitter years and the happiness of the present that came to her mind just now.
And the one responsible for all these changes was none other than the little man under the big willow tree, who was now guzzling baijiu like it was water.
