Passing by the large lawn, she encountered quite a few old neighbors.
"Hey, isn't that Jing from the Lu Family? When did you get back?"
"Grandma Zhao."
"Jing, come here, come here."
After Lu Jing approached, Grandma Zhao immediately grabbed her wrist:
"My girl, you've grown up. I still remember when you first came here, so little and pretty. My grandson wanted to steal you away and bring you home every day!"
Huh?
Was that so?
Lu Jing had some recollection of Grandma Zhao's grandson, he used to play with Jiang Ye and the others when they were children.
Ahem.
The other grandmothers joined in too, talking all about things that happened more than twenty years ago.
"My girl, are you heading to your aunt's place now?"
"Mm, yes, my parents should all be there."
"Then hurry over, tomorrow is your wedding, they must be busy. Next time, when you have a chance, come and keep us old ladies company."
