The night market in the capital was much livelier than in town. Su Cheng had been locked up in the horse ranch to practice martial arts these days and the number of times he went out could only be counted on one hand. Therefore, he was still curious about the night scenery in the capital.
Although he had regained some of his childhood memories, 30 years had passed. Things had changed.
There were people coming and going on the streets, and it was inconvenient to ride a horse. The two of them led the horse slowly forward.
Qin Canglan walked ahead. His son was already old, but he still subconsciously wanted to protect him as a child.
As he walked, he introduced to Su Cheng, "Do you still remember this shop? It used to sell sugar water. When you were young, you had to come over every day to drink a bowl. Later on, your teeth hurt, and your mother didn't allow you to come over anymore. You still secretly asked me to bring you over."
