To pay off my debt, the school beauty became my live-in maid

Chapter 307: What you can’t reach is called the distance, and what you can’t return to is called hometown

After Lin Shuang said goodbye to Yu Zhishui and his agent Jiang Lan, and returned to the door of his villa, he met Yan Han who was dragging a suitcase.

Is this to pack his bags and kick him out of the house?
He didn't do anything bad today...

Lin Shuang took the suitcase and said, "Um... can you please negotiate and let me sleep on the sofa? Xiaohan! Wanwan! I was wrong!"

Anyway, let's apologize first! He is indeed guilty of a serious crime!
Su Wan leaned against the door frame and waved at him, "We have already passed the meeting. We will lend you to Xiaohan tonight. Remember to come back tomorrow to eat cake."

She handed the phone over and Lin Shuang picked up. On the other side of the phone was Tong Yao, the head maid of the family.

She and Tong Ge are still pregnant and haven't returned yet.

"Master, please come back early tomorrow. Little Pigeon, Wanwan and I will prepare a big table of delicious food at home."

"Ayao..."

"Okay, Master, remember that Yao is waiting for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Ge, who was sitting next to Tong Yao, looked up from the book and looked at his sister.

She said softly, "Sister, it will be uncomfortable."

Tong Yao lowered her head, but when she raised her eyes again, she still had a gentle smile on her face.

"It's okay, little pigeon. Go to the supermarket with your sister to buy groceries later. Wanwan will come too."

Tong Ge stared at her for a while and said, "Sister, I'll help you beat up your brother-in-law next time."

"Um……"

Tong Yao tilted her head, her smooth hair falling like a willow, "Then can you be gentler?"

It seems my sister is beyond help.

Tong Ge withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the book, but he stayed on that page for a long time and did not turn it until he left.

……

When Tong Yao was shopping with Tong Ge and Su Wan in the supermarket, Lin Shuang had already driven Yan Han onto the highway.

Yan Han, who was sitting in the passenger seat, leaned against the car window, watching the scenery rapidly receding outside. She then moved slightly to the side so that she could see Lin Shuang's reflection on the car window.

She pouted her lips and tried to kiss Lin Shuang's shadow, "How long has it been since Brother Shuang came back to Jiangdu?"

"It's been a while..."

Lin Shuang looked at the endless road ahead, not knowing where it led.

"After all, you and Wanwan are both in Huaicheng."

Jiangdu is Lin Shuang's hometown, where he, Su Wan and Yan Han grew up.

That hometown not far from Huaicheng... Lin Shuang hasn't been back for a long time.

Maybe a place with family can be called hometown...

But now Jiangdu is nothing but memories for Lin Shuang.

When he was young, Lin Shuang had many happy memories in Jiangdu.

And with the unexpected death of his parents, he was somewhat afraid to open those memories.

It's like an old scar. When you uncover it, you don't know if it's just blood or new flesh has grown.

Yan Han gently stroked Lin Shuang's shadow on the car window.

"Brother Shuang... take me home to see the place where we grew up."

Lin Shuang's tone was filled with many complex emotions, including nostalgia and regret, which finally turned into a relieved smile.

"Okay, let's go home, Xiaohan."

The Lamborghini whizzed past, moving forward on the highway.

But some things... no matter how fast you go, you can't catch up.

For example, the affirmation of a father or the nagging of a mother.

...When you have it, you must cherish it.

After getting off the highway and entering the city, Lin Shuang slowed down and looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar street scene.

"Ah, this noodle shop has changed its sign. I wonder if the boss lady has changed." Yan Han used her eyes to compare the streets and alleys where Lin Shuang once took her. "Is it the one where Brother Shuang took me to eat many times?"

"Yes, our primary school is just ahead. Hey, there's even an overpass built here."

Yan Han's tone rose, "That stinky tofu cart is still there!"

Lin Shuang took a closer look and said, "It's really that family, and it's the same grandparents."

Parking the Lamborghini far away, Lin Shuang pulled Yan Han and started queuing.

Yan Han smiled and fanned her nose with her little hands, "It still stinks... It feels exactly the same as when I was a kid. I hated the smell back then."

"But Xiaohan, every time you finish your own portion, you still feel dissatisfied and always try to steal some from me~"

"It smells bad but tastes good!"

After all these years, the stinky tofu cart's business is even better than I remembered.

But in my memory... most of the people surrounding the stroller were little kids with school bags on their backs.

But now, they are all young people in their teens and twenties.

Have all those little kids grown up?
Lin Shuang didn’t know, but he and Xiaohan were indeed the little kids back then.

When he got to the front of the line, Lin Shuang finally confirmed that the people selling stinky tofu were indeed the grandparents from that time.

Ten years have passed in a flash. The old lady now wears reading glasses and the old man has a head of silver hair.

Time moves forward unstoppably and is the most ruthless.

"Baby, do you want a large or small portion? Do you like it spicy?"

"A large portion, with more chili, please."

The old man took the banknotes, but the old lady who was frying stinky tofu raised her head from time to time, looking at Lin Shuang and Yan Han through her reading glasses.

Yan Han held Lin Shuang's hand, hid behind him, and looked around curiously. Lin Shuang leaned over to her ear and recalled the past.

The old man skillfully made the stinky tofu. He fried the crispy tofu, poked holes in it with chopsticks, and poured in the secret chili and soup, using the same recipe from that year.

When a portion of stinky tofu was ready and handed over to her, the old lady finally spoke in an uncertain tone, "Is it Lin Shuang and Xiao Han?"

At that moment, Lin Shuang finally felt like he had returned to his hometown.

Yes... this is his hometown, the place where he grew up.

He is back.

Lin Shuang's eyes almost filled with tears. "It's me, grandma. I brought Xiaohan home to see you."

The wrinkles on the grandmother's face smoothed out as she smiled. She waved her hand and gave the grandfather next to her a fist. "Old Li, come and have a look. It's Lin Shuang and Xiao Han! They were the most handsome kids back then!"

The silver-haired grandfather also laughed happily, "Oh, you've grown up so much. I remember there was a little girl named Wanwan, right? You three kids come to eat our stinky tofu every day, hahaha."

Although elderly people are already old, their memory in this regard is surprisingly good.

Lin Shuang nodded, "Wanwan is still studying in Huaicheng, I brought Xiaohan back for something."

"He's even more handsome than when he was a child! I couldn't recognize him. Xiaohan's eyes are..."

"It's healed, grandma."

"That's good, that's good. Old Li always said that you were such a beautiful girl, but it was a pity that you lost your eyes."

The old lady brought out another large portion of stinky tofu and said, "Come on, grandma will treat you to another portion."

The old man wiped his hands on his apron beside him and said, "Come and taste whether our taste has changed."

Across the street, the elementary school where Lin Shuang attended happened to ring the school bell, and the song "Insects Flying" was playing.

Today is Saturday. No students are leaving school, but the bell is still ringing, as if traveling through time.

"The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars..."

"Insects fly, insects fly, who are you missing..."

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