After his mother left, Jiang Muche ran away from his bastard father and took the secret money to run to his grandma whom he had not seen for a long time.
He knew that he was an unwanted grandson, and relying on his mother's remaining thoughts, he was able to step into the courtyard of his grandma's house and live in the simple west wing.
Under the locust tree in the old courtyard, the white-haired grandma was soft-spoken and soft-hearted, allowing him to study and protecting him; the boy next door, Zhou Zhenshuang, had sharp eyebrows and handsome appearance, with two moles at the corners of his mouth that were particularly eye-catching, and he was suddenly thrown into his lonely life.
A dilapidated old alley, a quaint courtyard, a warm home-cooked meal, and at the end of the original wandering life, there is still a belated stability and tenderness.
Purpose: To write about the wandering home of a troubled boy, to interpret the warmth of blood and the soft-spoken heart, and to witness the growth of loneliness, mutual redemption and gentle healing in the fireworks of the city and the time in the old alleys.