Chronicle of the 70s

Relatives?

The two were stunned, and Qin Xi, who had been tending the stove outside, also came in with a puzzled frown, wondering from where Grandpa Li could possibly have relatives?

Mr. Li was also full of confusion, pondering where his relatives would come from. Could it be an old comrade came to visit him?

Li Xianglu put down the radio she was holding, walked over to help Mr. Li untie his apron, and while wiping off the flour from his body with a smile, she said, "Grandpa, don’t worry, let’s go out and see first, maybe they really are relatives."

Listening to his granddaughter’s relaxed tone, Mr. Li shook his head and headed out, wearing the hat hanging by the door.

Li Xianglu, curious, wanted to go out too, but Qin Xi frowned and took a hat and cotton gloves from the room for her to put on before pulling her outside.

Qin Zhen had already run down to Lower Ridge to watch the commotion.

Mr. Li didn’t go far; he just stood at the doorstep watching the group of people hustling upwards.

There were six adults, a man and a woman in the front holding a child, followed by two middle-aged men and women at the sides, and at the very back, two young men carrying things. Their attire was quite decent, free of patches, with the women wearing red triangular scarves.

Li Xianglu stood next to Mr. Li, looking down, and suddenly realized something was amiss, those two in the middle looked very familiar.

Mr. Li’s eyesight wasn’t good, so he could only make out their general attire.