Knock knock.
Hearing the knocking, the two old men looked over.
The old lady put down her teacup and walked over: "Who are you looking for?"
In front were three people, two men and one woman, looking like a family.
They carried an air of arrogance, even though they had smiles on their faces, the sense of superiority was undeniable.
Lu Shaqing smiled and said: "Hello, old lady, I'm looking for Song Guanchao."
The old lady cheerfully opened the yard gate and asked: "What do you need Guan Chao for?"
She didn't ask if they were friends or colleagues of her grandson.
She knew her grandson wouldn't be friends with such people.
If they were colleagues, they wouldn't come over on New Year's Day.
So, there was only one reason; they were here for her grandson, and most likely it was trouble.
But even knowing it was likely trouble, she didn't ignore them outside.
The Lu family trio entered the yard.
The yard was cemented but very clean, with the snow swept away.
