The two of them had time to chat every day. Tan Shaoting became more curious about this little girl. She really didn't behave like someone her age.
Speaking of Su Daqiang and his spouse, it's impossible for them to raise such a child. He knows what kind of a child Su Liangliang is.
She really resembles his junior sister from his grand past life. Mature, experienced.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there were lantern festival dumplings on the dining car. Su Yuanyuan, quite in the festive spirit, bought ten, costing fifty cents. The filling was quite small, just crushed peanuts and brown sugar.
But the taste was alright. The cornmeal is a bit roughly ground, but it's quite decent.
"Su Yuanyuan, we can arrive the day after tomorrow."
"What time roughly will we get off the train the day after tomorrow?" Thankfully all visible luggage is in the carriage.
"In the evening."
"Is there a place to stay after we get off?"
"Yes, there are hotels, of course."
