A Far But Near Place

The Old Town.

Luo Qiu, who hadn’t come back here for a period, got up earlier this morning and arrived at this place.

There were fewer people than usual coming to Old Chen’s bun house.

The Old Chen couple wasn’t here and the tea here seemed to be cooler than before.

When Luo Qiu arrived, Chen Youjiu was kneading dough at the operation floor alone. A newly-hired aunt was serving customers.

Luo Qiu sat back at his preferred seat. Chen Youjiu paused as he finished twisting a dough and wiped away the sweat. He found Luo Qiu after he had sat there for approximately a quarter hour.

Chen Youjiu who had inherited the bun house smiled and walked out holding a small teapot. A white towel hanged on his neck, which was quite similar to Old Chen’s appearance.

Chen Youjiu greeted him and sat down. From taciturnity at the beginning to a torrent of words gradually, he was talking about the things that happened after Old Chen passed away.