At nine o'clock in the morning, a small truck with "Huimei Clothing" written on it slowly drove into the old dormitory area of Bailong Port Passenger Pier.
Old Qian, Old Liang and his wife, and Zhu Baogen had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as the truck stopped, they went up to greet it.
"Director Wei, why is it just you and the child, where is Ge Diao?" Mrs. Liang helped hold Little Siqi, looking curiously at the passenger seat and asked.
"He's behind us, he rode a motorcycle back, said it's inconvenient without one." Sister Wei picked up her luggage and carefully jumped off the truck.
After staying in the city for a long time where the dialect was different, Sister Wei particularly missed her hometown.
