Today, when he came to pick her up, although it looked like normal, she could still see some fatigue between his eyebrows.

Even if he didn't say anything to her, she can also go to see some financial news. She can see some news about Jun's family industry. Naturally, she can infer some of his itinerary.

If he wasn't really tired, he was afraid he wouldn't really fall asleep on her shoulder on such an occasion.

The driver was driving forward, but inside the car, it was quiet and peaceful. Qin Sitong hoped that the journey could be longer so that he could sleep more.

It was like hearing her voice. The car really slowed down and finally stopped.

traffic jam!

Needless to say, Qin Sitong could see that there was a long line on the road. Looking at the situation, I'm afraid it would take a long time to pass through this section.

"Why, is it blocked?" Jun Jisheng's voice suddenly rang, and his head, which was leaning on her shoulder, also lifted up.

"Well," Qin Si Tong said, "are you awake? Don't you sleep any longer?"

"Almost, the spirit is not less." Jun Jisheng said, "but it is estimated that it may be later to return to the Qin family."

"Anyway, there's nothing urgent. It's blocked." Qin Si Tong was saying, but he found that Jun Jisheng's eyes were staring somewhere outside the window.

She looked down his line of sight and saw only a mobile stall selling kebabs on the roadside. Such a stall is illegal, but it will always be in the city. As early as 10 or 20 years ago, there were many such stalls, but now, they are quite rare.

The owner of this stall is a woman who looks more than 30 years old. However, from her face, she can see the hardships of life. The clothes she wears are gray and very simple. Beside this woman, there is a little boy of 8 or 9 years old to help.

This scene... Qin Si Tong couldn't help thinking of Jun Jisheng's saying that when he was a child, he also set up a stall with his mother to sell strings.

Did he think of the scene at that time now?

"The car will stop by later." Jun Jisheng said abruptly.

"What's the matter?" Qin Sitong asked.

"I feel a little hungry and want to buy a string of food." Jun Jisheng said.

It seems that he really thought of selling strings with his mother when he was a child. Otherwise, according to his usual eating habits, he would not eat these strings even if he was really hungry.

"Then I'll have a bunch together. Anyway, I'm a little hungry." Qin Sitong said.

Jun Jisheng didn't say anything, just slightly lowered his eyes.

The driver parked the car on the side of the road. Qin Sitong and Jun Jisheng got out of the car. Only when she held his hand, she found that his hand was very cold at the moment.

This coolness is not related to the weather, but to himself.

She pursed her lips, but didn't say anything. She just held his hand more tightly, then smiled and said, "let's go. I haven't eaten string for a long time. I miss it very much. When I was a child, sometimes I was greedy after school. When my adoptive father came to pick me up, he would sell me a string at the school gate."

"Really?" Jun Jisheng murmured. Her childhood was something he had never had.