Zhou Jiao listened as the guard said over the phone that there was a female comrade nad Zhao Yuanyuan at the gate.
"What? Who did you say again?"
"Zhao Yuanyuan. She’s alone and said she’s looking for you."
"Please help keep her there, don’t let her leave. I’ll be right over."
Old Mrs. Cheng, listening on the side, asked, "Jiao Jiao, who is it?"
"Auntie, it’s Zhao Yuanyuan. I’ll go get her first. She ca without notifying in advance, and Uncle Dashan didn’t tell my dad either. Could sothing have happened?"
"Oh dear, just let her co in directly... run slowly, be careful not to slip."
Before Old Mrs. Cheng could finish her sentence, Zhou Jiao had already dashed off, prompting her to mildly complain to Ping’an, "Why is your mom in such a hurry? The person’s outside; they won’t just leave."
Ping’an glanced outside, "Great-grandmother, is it Auntie Zhao Yuanyuan, the one with the loud voice from back ho?"
Old Mrs. Cheng chuckled, "Isn’t it just her. Ping’an, you still rember her?"
"She’s my mom’s best friend, she often stays at our place and is very nice to ."
At the gate, Zhao Yuanyuan, who was very good to Ping’an, looked speechlessly at the guard. Was this really necessary? She wasn’t going anywhere.
"Comrade, just wait a mont. Zhou Jiao is on her way over to get you. Coming from the Zhou Family’s place takes a while since their house is at the very back."
Zhao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes, "Where’s Zhang Guoqing? Isn’t he ho? No guests at his house today?"
"And who are you?"
"I’m not prying. I went to school with them both; we were classmates from childhood to high school. A few of us planned to et up in Beijing, but I don’t know if anyone else has arrived yet."
"Oh, I haven’t seen Xiao Wu co back today; he should still be at school."
Worried that Zhao Yuanyuan was alone in an unfamiliar place, Zhou Jiao ran over, panting, only to find her chatting away rrily.
"Yuanyuan..."
"Ah... Jiao Jiao, I missed you... I was bullied..."
Upon seeing Zhou Jiao, Zhao Yuanyuan’s tears started pouring down.
"Who dared to bully you? What’s happened? Don’t worry. Let’s go ho and talk." Zhou Jiao, frightened by this, gave the guard an apologetic smile and left with Zhao Yuanyuan in her arms.
The guard was stunned... One mont this lady was laughing like a fool, and the next she was crying; is her mind really alright?
Zhou Jiao took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her, "Why didn’t you notify before you ca? I could have picked you up. Wasn’t it far from the train station? Who bullied you? Is Uncle Dashan okay?"
Zhao Yuanyuan wiped her tears, glanced at the passersby, and touched her nose awkwardly.
"Is your house far? Hurry up."
Zhou Jiao was at a loss for words. She had been worried for nothing; it seed she misunderstood. How could she forget this girl’s nature?
"Just keep walking straight, and we’ll be there. Do you want to send a telegram to Uncle when we get there?"
"No need, my dad doesn’t care about anymore. I told my mom I ca with classmates to see you. Let’s wait for that classmate to send them a telegram."
Zhou Jiao shook her head at this ss. Better to discuss it at ho.
"Auntie..."
From a distance, Zhao Yuanyuan saw Little Douding waving at her from the door and exclaid, running over.
"Baby, Auntie missed you so much."
"Auntie, why haven’t you co to see ? I’ve missed you so many tis."
With a successful reunion of the tall and the short, Zhao Yuanyuan crouched down to hug Ping’an. Seeing him jumping happily, she grinned widely, "I thought our baby had forgotten about ."
"No way. I look at photos every day."
"Baby, you’ve grown taller and even more handso than before."
"Really? Auntie, you’ve also gotten prettier."
Zhou Jiao and Old Mrs. Cheng exchanged smiles and said to the two, "Alright, let’s talk inside."
Ping’an grabbed Zhao Yuanyuan’s hand, "Co on, Auntie. I saved so Osmanthus Cake for you, but you didn’t co, so I ate a lot of it myself. Let tell you, I have lots of good stuff now..."
Old Mrs. Cheng looked at Zhou Jiao in surprise.
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded, "Yuanyuan is the leader of the kids back ho, she and Ping’an have a lot in common, they get along really well."
Hearing this, Old Mrs. Cheng’s doubts were eased.
Inside the living room, Zhao Yuanyuan finally noticed Old Mrs. Cheng.
Having seen her once before and with so recollection, feeling embarrassed for her lapse in manners, she said, "Auntie, don’t hold it against . My mom always says I’m a silly girl."
Ping’an comforted her from beside, "My great-grandmother is the best great-grandmother in the world, she won’t mind."
Old Mrs. Cheng was amused by the two of them and laughed heartily, "Make sure you have a good ti while you’re here, treat it like your ho." This child’s eyes were upright, open and cheerful. It’s nice that Jiao Jiao has such a good friend.
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