By the time Lu Zhou arrived in Jiangling, it was already late at night. Though he was eager to return home, he figured his parents were probably asleep, so he did not go straight back. Instead, he rested in downtown Jiangling for the night and had Wang Peng drive him home the following morning.
There was a knock at the door.
Accompanied by footsteps that drew closer and quicker, the door was suddenly pulled open.
At the sight of that familiar face standing outside, Fang Mei's eyes filled with tears of excitement and joy.
"Son! You're finally back."
"Mom!" He gave his mother a hug, then looked at his father walking out from the room connected to the balcony. Lu Zhou took a deep breath and said with a faint tremble in his voice, "Dad, I'm back!"
How long had it been since he had returned here?
Three years, perhaps four. In any case, it had been so long that Lu Zhou could barely remember.
Looking at his son in the doorway, Lu Bangguo nodded with a smile. "It's good that you're back. You weren't too tired on the way, were you? Come in and sit... and this is?"
Lu Zhou shifted half a step aside and introduced him with a smile. "Wang Peng, my driver. You should have met him before."
"Oh, oh, I remember now. Look at this memory of mine—it's Wang, isn't it?" Lu Bangguo smiled warmly. "Don't stand around talking at the door. Come in and have a seat."
Leading the two of them into the living room, Lu Bangguo politely brought over cups and a teapot.
He would not have needed to be so polite if it were only his son, but there was a guest here as well. Although Wang Peng repeatedly said they