my husband is a killer

Chapter 404 Revisit 2
I went to book a plane ticket that day, and when I arrived in Kuching, it was already late at night the next day, and I found a hotel to stay temporarily. In the morning, Xiaoping, mother and son were still catching up on sleep, and Lan Jiao had already woken up early.

She stopped a taxi and went to Xiaheng Street. She still remembered that Ah Bin mentioned this place before he died. Several shops opened their doors, and the quiet laziness was completely different from the hustle and bustle of Paris, but it made her indescribably fond of it. She walked slowly on the mottled old road, moving forward with crisp footsteps, I can't help but slow down, slower, I want to see this street that seems to have appeared in a distant dream bit by bit more carefully!
The old street is not very long, even if she walked slowly and reached the end of the street, she was suddenly startled and stopped in her tracks!
My eyes fell on a small shop. The shop had already opened early, and there were gradually customers who got up early. The glass on the wall was pasted with various porridge names and prices. Through the glass, I could see the clean and tidy tables and chairs inside. The proprietress is greeting the guests. The boss has just returned from shopping and moved a box of things in from the small truck at the door. There is an old signboard at the door of the store - Blue Forest.

As if a blocked meridian was suddenly opened, there were suddenly countless afterimages and speech fragments surging——

porridge shop...

Guest chatter...

The water vapor gurgling and churning in the pot...

Someone laughed in front of her: My wife cooks the best porridge...

Blue Forest—Her surname is Lan, his surname is Lin...

Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin...

"Mrs. Lin!" A sudden call interrupted everything, she turned her head almost reflexively, and saw a woman coming out of the shop next door looking at her with wide eyes, seeing her face clearly Immediately, she looked both surprised and happy, and after a few steps, she hugged her affectionately, "Mrs. Lin, it's really you, my God, you haven't been back for several years!"

She didn't know who this woman was, she just smiled a little embarrassedly, the woman sensed it, and quickly reported her family name:
"It's me, Mrs. Zhang, in the flower shop next door to you. At that time, thanks to your boss Lin who stood up to speak for me, we orphans and widows were not able to pay protection fees to Brother Bald Long. When you left I was in a hurry and didn't say goodbye properly. I have always remembered the friendship between you and your husband these years. Why didn't Mr. Lin come back with you? Come to the store quickly and sit—"

Lan Jiao stood still, her eyes were still on the porridge shop, and asked softly:

"This store..."

(End of this chapter)