A glance from the corner of his eye observed the entrance to the lane, people coming and going, nothing unusual.,Cheng Qianfan recalled a conversation he had with Lao Liao. Lao Liao gestured excitedly, saying that what he looked forward to most was at the end of the year, basking in the sun in his ancestral home courtyard, smoking a cigarette pack, shouting out, and having (grand)sons and (grand)daughters surround him. The commotion from his grandchildren would be truly delightful.,When Cheng Qianfan took the tram at that time, Lao Liao pretended to get on the tram. The two would have contact at this moment, secretly and quickly completing the transmission of information or items.。