They chatted for a while at Lin Gengtian's house.
Lin Zhe and Lin Xiaomeng went to the old house with her family's two longtime neighbors.
Lin Haiquan and Chen Yuhua also knew that their old house would soon be demolished.
The two took one last photo with their old house as a keepsake.
Lin Xiaomeng and Lin Zhe also took plenty of photos at the front gate, beneath the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, and on the balcony of the main house.
Although the courtyard where they had lived for decades was rundown, it held far too many memories.
With it about to be demolished, they still felt a little reluctant to part with it.
After taking photos, Lin Xiaomeng went inside again to pack some items with sentimental value.
"Brother Zhe, this is my dad. What do you think? Handsome, right?"
Lin Xiaomeng took a somewhat dated-looking picture frame out of her drawer.
It held a photograph of a man and a woman together.
The man had short hair, handsome features, a well-proportioned build, and an infectious smile.
The woman wore a blouse whose color could no longer be made out, and the part above her chest had been cut away, leaving it out of view.
"Grandma cut that person's picture out. Although she abandoned me back then, she's still my mother. Actually..."
"I'm still pretty curious about what she looked like."
"But this was the only photo of her, and Grandma threw the part she cut out into the stove and burned it."
Lin Xiaomeng gently stroked the frame, a somewhat sorrowful expression on her face.
"No matter what happens, I'll always be by your side."
Lin Zhe reached out and wrapped an arm around Lin Xiaomeng's slender waist, speaking with utter seriousness.
"Brother Zhe..."
Lin Xiaomeng turned