Meeting An Old Friend Again

Qingcheng was located at the northern edge of the mountain province.

Compared to Pingyao's beef, Fenyang's fen wine, Guangling's dried bean curd, Jiaocheng's date... Qingcheng was nothing special.

But this was Chen Yu's hometown.

It was the most sentimental place since ancient times.

It was like meeting an old friend.

Just like a mother waiting for a wanderer without any news...

"Mom, let's go inside."

Walking into the balcony, Chen Siwen held Mother Chen's slightly hunched back. "The weather is getting colder, don't catch a cold."

"It's not cold." Mother Chen's voice was hoarse. "I can see far from here. When I see Xiao Yu coming back, I can give him hot dishes in advance."

Chen Siwen forced a smile. "The news of the fall of capital city has just... just arrived. Xiao Yu also needs time to rush back. It's too early today."