Aunt Wang and Qiao Sang's mother had been neighbors since childhood, and their hometown was also on Shuimao Road. However, the man Aunt Wang married lived in Chen Chun Community in the town center.
Qiao Sang rode the bicycle her aunt usually used for grocery shopping from her hometown toward the town center.
Fire Fang Dog sat in the front basket, while Little Treasure Hunting Ghost lay on Qiao Sang's head as usual.
Qiao Sang indulged Little Treasure Hunting Ghost's habit of lying on her head.
After all, who could refuse a pet beast that helped block out the sun in the middle of summer?
Chen Chun Community.
After parking her bicycle, Qiao Sang went to Building A, Room 501.
Aunt Wang was the one who opened the door.
Although they had only met a few times and barely spoken, Qiao Sang's mother had only mentioned a handful of friends, so Qiao Sang still remembered what she looked like.
Aunt Wang stood there in a daze for a long moment after opening the door.
She looked Qiao Sang up and down, her gaze lingering on Fire Fang Dog and Little Treasure Hunting Ghost for quite a while before she asked in disbelief, "Qiao Sang?"
"Auntie, it's me. My mom asked me to bring you something," Qiao Sang said.
"Come in, come in. You've grown into such a lovely young lady that Auntie almost didn't recognize you," Aunt Wang hurriedly said.
Qiao Sang recalled the baby fat and flat chest she had seen in the full-length mirror that morning.
A lovely young lady?
No.
She was still a little girl...
"Auntie, this is what my mom asked me to bring you." After entering and sitting on the sofa, Qiao Sang gave Little Treasure Hunting Ghost a look.
Little Treasure Hunting Ghost