Sun Jianhong froze, and immediately ecstatically stepped forward and grabbed He Qiang's hand, "Great, where is she?"

"On the way to the imperial capital, there are still ten minutes to arrive."

Sun Jianhong

Immediately rushed out of the yard and looked up on the empty ground, an old face standing uneasy with excitement.

One minute later, Sun Jianhong paced in place, "Why not?"

"There are still nine minutes." The bodyguard He Qiang came over.

Sun Jianhong was full of anticipation, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be vivid, "Aiping, she... is she okay? Is she married?"

"Mrs. Gong is very infatuated. She has been waiting for you all her life." He Qiang patted her thin shoulder. "Otherwise, you can only ask her."

Hearing this, Sun Jianhong burst into tears, and the seventy-year-old man actually started crying like a child.

"Don't cry, at least you can see her before you get to the soil." He Qiang comforted, "you are lucky, too."

"Yes." Sun Jianhong took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his nose, He Qiang quit, "Why are you taking my paper?"

"Because I have no money to buy."

"..."

"I used to save travel expenses to find Aiping."

"You don't need it now."

"I want to save money to buy her delicious food."

"All right." He Qiang simply gave him a pack of paper in his pocket. "For a while, if the old lady is crying, she will need it."

"thanks."

During the conversation, a black car drove in the distance, and Sun Jianhong's heart touched his throat, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Bai Jingxuan also came to the gate to visit.

When the vehicle stopped, the driver Fan Mao got out and opened the door.

First came down a simple firewood cane that can be seen everywhere, a pair of thin, black shoes on the ground.

Waiting for the owner of those feet to stand firm, she was an ordinary old lady wearing a cheap floral shirt, a scarf wrapped around her head, a gray crane hair, and a pleated face.

"Hong Hong, is that you!" The old woman's voice was full of vicissitudes of life, and the old lady's eyes instantly burst into tears.

Just when everyone thought that Sun Jianhong would pounce on him immediately, he hesitated for a while and didn't dare to recognize it.

"It's me, it's me." He whimpered back.

"Hong Hong, I didn't expect to see you again in the rest of my life!" The old lady lost her crutches and ran towards him shaking her old legs. After a few steps, she fell.

Sun Jianhong immediately ran to help her and asked eagerly, "Aiping, are you okay?"

"Old man, I don't have to fall." She gave him a punch.

Sun Jianhong looked at her vicissitudes of life and wrinkled face, "You have changed so much."

"I haven't seen it in more than forty years." She chilled in a goosebump-prone tone, "Of course I am old. You are not the boy you used to be."

"Hey, we are all old." Sun Jianhong nodded quickly.

"Do you think I am old?" The old lady was obviously angry.

"No, no." Sun Jianhong mixed her into the yard, "Let's go home."

"None of you are married, your home, how can it be my home." Mrs. Gong complained.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Sun Jianhong's tears hung on his old face, and he threw a big ear to his face, "It's all my fault, I've let you down for the rest of your life!"

Mrs. Gong also cried like a torrential rain.

Everyone saw that the two men kept crying before reaching three sentences. The scene was still very sad.

Bai Ruoyao stared at her from a distance, her eyes flashed with a light.