After a hearty and delicious breakfast, Su Heming dropped Jiaxin off at the airport. Because there were few flights and tickets were expensive, there were very few people taking planes, a situation incomparable to the bustling scenes of later generations.
Su Heming waved to her and said, "Girl, next time you come, give me a call in advance. I'll pick you up and take you out for something tasty to eat."
Jiaxin's eyes crinkled with her smile, "Okay."
Since she hadn't informed anyone of her flight, nobody came to pick her up when she got back to the Forty-nine City, but she didn't mind and took a taxi home from the airport on her own.
She thought there would be nobody at home, but to her surprise, Xiaoxiao was in the yard picking vegetables. Jiaxin asked, "Why didn't you go to Xiushui Street?"
