1854: C1854 In That Line of Work He Stepped on the Footprints of the Antique Shop

C1854 In That Line of Work He Stepped on the Footprints of the Antique Shop

Although after the Dragonhorse had sent Zhang Tao back, Zhang Tao had given his parents a brief explanation.

However, Father Zhang didn't know Meng Ran's true identity, and Zhang Tao was hiding a lot from him.

Now that Father Zhang had gone out, Shen Yiru couldn't help but ask him about it in detail.

Before Zhang Tao returned to North Rao County, he had also asked Meng Ran about Meng Ran. After all, Meng Ran's current identity was too shocking. Without Meng Ran's permission, Bookworm wouldn't have dared to tell his parents about it.

However, both of their opinions were surprisingly unanimous. Whether it was the truth of Shen Family's destruction or Meng Ran's identity, Zhang Tao and Meng Ran had decided to hide it from their husband.

As for Shen Yiru, she was already one of them.

"With Meng Ran around, I can be at ease. Right, It's almost New Year's Eve. Does that mean Meng Ran and his family are going back to North Rao County to celebrate the New Year?"

After understanding what had happened after he left, Shen Yiru couldn't help but ask Meng Ran and his family.

Because of Zhang Tao, this famous Immortal Master Meng was naturally a junior to Shen Yiru.

"He should be coming back for the New Year, but since Ran's hometown is in Ling State, he might be spending the New Year there. Mom, do you think you want to invite Ran over as a guest? "

Zhang Tao scratched his head. For the first time in his life, he was not slow at all.

"En. He has helped our family so much. Your father and I have to thank him no matter what. Although our family is poor and can't take out anything valuable, it's still alright to treat him to a meal, right? "

Shen Yiru lightly rubbed her son's head and said with a gentle smile.

"Yes!" Zhang Tao nodded heavily.

Not long after, Father Zhang , who had rushed out of the market, returned with chicken, duck, and fish.

In the past, father and son relied on each other for survival, so they naturally lived in poverty. Now that the family of three had finally reunited, Father Zhang wanted to be extravagant no matter what and cook a good meal for his wife and son.

The life of a normal family was so warm and honest. Zhang Tao held a bowl of broken porcelain in his hand and looked at his loving parents in a daze. No one knew when, but his tears had already blurred...

The laughter and laughter of the family spread out from this declining and unremarkable Antique Shop. Many people searched for their entire lives, but the familial love that they could not find had taken root in this place.

Gradually, snow began to fall from the North Rao County, Jiangzhou City, and even the entire Jiangbei Province, and the heavens and the earth were covered in a layer of silvery white.

Thick smoke rose from the chimney of Antique Shop. The pedestrians on the road were also urged to speed up by the annoying heavy snow.

No one noticed that a line of shallow footprints appeared out of thin air in front of the door of the Antique Shop.

It was like a printer, printing out crooked footprints.

However, what made people shiver was that there was no one on the footprints!

"Child, don't just eat vegetables. Quickly taste the taste. This is your dad's pork knuckle that I stewed for two hours. Didn't you always say that your dad would cook it for you? "

Father Zhang , who was wearing a thick cotton coat, placed the stewed pork knuckle into his son's bowl.

"Thank you, dad." Bookworm gave a silly laugh, which made him seem a little uneasy.

"Silly child, you're being polite to your own father."

Father Zhang scolded with a smile. He looked at his wife and child in front of him. He smiled and laughed, but he cried.

"Alright, alright. Isn't your son back? In the future, our family will live a peaceful life."

Shen Yiru gently comforted her husband.

"Yes, dad, mom..."0

Bookworm, who was about to comfort her, froze. The bowl of stewed pork knuckle fell to the ground.

Crack!

"Son?" Shen Yiru and her husband looked up.

However, this Bookworm seemed to have gone crazy and ran out of Antique Shop.

"Tao'er?"

Shen Yiru and her husband looked at each other and then quickly chased after him.

What entered her eyes was... Other than the pedestrians in the surroundings, there was only a line of shallow footprints.

Zhang, even you can't see me...

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