Sure enough, the old man was the one who sat at the bridge a while ago and played erhu in the cold wind. Shi Xiaohai was very impressed with him, so he recognized it at a glance.

the old man smiled and pointed to the cane chair beside him and said, "sit!" A 15-6-year-old girl came out of the room next to her, with a set of purple sand tea set in her hand and a long white dress. The skirt angle fell off to the ground, like the lady in the ancient boudoir. She walked to the middle of the two people with a small step.

Shi Xiaohai took...