Chapter 494

Joan smiled: "I've known Ling Yi for many years. I should say I'm a good friend."

"If you don't hate it, you can still get along and have a look." Shen Yijia advised: "after all, the Ling family is simple, and the family style is relatively warm."

Joan drooped her eyes and thought for a moment: "we and the Huo family..."

"You don't have to worry about this. The direct reason for the deadlock between the two families was your disappearance. Now you've found it, and it's been so many years..."

Shen Yijia sighed slightly: "our family won't care too much, but parents and grandpa will worry that you will be bullied when you marry into the Huo family."

Joanne nodded to show understanding.

After all, the deadlock between the two can not be the reason for one, and the easing of the relationship between the two is by no means an overnight thing.

"I'll tell you first. I don't want to turn back. Ling Laolai will give you a surprise attack. In short, we mean that you observe first and don't rush to a conclusion."

Joanne nodded, "I understand."

After the morning run, qiao'an and Shen Yijia returned to the restaurant. After returning to their rooms and changing their clothes, they went downstairs and played with Qin Yining in the living room for a while. It was breakfast time.

After breakfast, Sui Yue arranges Shen Yijia to take Joan to the old house.

Old Shen and Shen Mingyuan arranged the new year's Eve dinner at home. The remaining four set out with Qin Yining.

The old house is not far from Shen's house, but it took almost half an hour to drive. Today's urban area is not a traffic jam. Joan is happy to look at the scenery outside the window. Sure enough, she has to sigh that the tourist city is extraordinary.

Five steps a scene, ten steps a pavilion.

The eyes are full of green, and the ecological environment of the whole city is unique.

Driving up from a hillside, the car entered a villa area. On both sides of the road are lush and tall landscape trees. Judging from the age of the trees, the villa has been for some years.

"Mom, when did we move from here to a new house?" Joanne asked, because the scene was really a bit familiar.

"It's been more than ten years." Sui Yue's tone was light: "I don't usually come here."

Although it was only a shallow sentence, Joan heard the mental journey of the Shen family after she and her sister disappeared for more than ten years.

Even if Shen Anning was added later, their disappearance is still an indelible pain for the Shen family.

Joan didn't ask again. The car drove into the villa in the middle row and stopped at the door of the old house. A stationed servant had come and opened the door.

The house here has always been taken care of by the servants of Shen's house. Therefore, no matter the main body of the house or the garden path, every plant is thriving, and there is no gloomy feeling of abandoning the old house.

When she got out of the car, Joanne saw the two golden bell trees at a glance. They were not in bloom at the moment, but the trees were tall and luxuriant.

Qin Yining, who was held by Shen Yijia, saw the swing first: "uncle, I want to swing."

"OK."

Shen Yijia answered and several people began to move to the swing.

The closer the distance, the greater the fluctuation in Joan's heart. This should be where she grew up.

It's her dream home.

Qin Yining got on the swing, and Shen Yijia helped him push it. In the laughter, Joan seemed to see the picture of a happy life once.

Seeing Sui Yue's eyes moist, she and Shen Anning held her arm one by one: "Mom, isn't it good now? I believe my sister will have news."

Sui Yue wiped her tears: "yes, everything will be fine."

The servant brought tea. Several people sat and chatted in the garden. Joan took some photos and stored them in her mobile phone, and then changed hands to send a circle of friends.

My childhood home

The picture is two golden bell trees and the white swing frame.

After a few seconds, Joan drank two mouthfuls of Kung Fu and found that Huo Chengzhou had commented when she opened the circle of friends.