Young people came and went along the country path, but regretfully, Sun Dasheng didn't recognize a single one. It makes sense. Our family moved to the county town decades ago. We've had almost no contact with the younger generation from our old hometown, so it's only natural not to know anyone.
"Isn't that Youzhi? You're here pretty late today. Have you already finished lighting the tomb lanterns?" a man about Sun Youzhi's age asked, stopping the father and son. A younger man, who seemed to be about Sun Dasheng's age, followed behind him. They had also arrived in a small car.
"Jian Guo, you old dog!" Sun Youzhi beamed when he recognized the man and greeted him happily. "Aren't you always in the city? Living so far away, how did you find time to come back for the New Year?"
It seems he also came from the countryside and moved to the city, much like our family.
