Huaixiang Mancheng

In the late 1990s, Nian Huai, a baby girl from a rural area in eastern Henan, was sent to the outskirts of the city to be raised by a teacher and his wife due to family changes. The tender care of her adoptive parents, like the sweet fragrance of the old locust tree in the family yard, infiltrated her childhood - locust cakes, flowers and plants on the balcony, and teaching and reading under the lamp, which made the image of "home" deeply ingrained in her heart. At the age of thirteen, Nianhuai was taken back by her biological parents who had made a fortune in business. The exquisite but indifferent new home, the rejection of her brothers and sisters, and the alienation of family ties made her miss her adoptive parents' company even more. During the years when she was living under the care of others, her longing for her adoptive parents turned into a motivation to study. She secretly made up her mind to be admitted to the nearby university and return to the warm embrace. After her biological mother fell ill, her grandma's accusation became the straw that broke the camel's back. Nianhuai rushed back to the family home, only to realize that her adoptive parents had always reserved a room for her, kept the locust flowers in the cold, and never let go of their care. After the college entrance examination, Nian Huai received the admission notice from a key university in the province as expected, only half an hour's drive from home. On days when the courtyard was filled with the fragrance of locust trees, she and her adoptive parents sat around the table to celebrate. The evening breeze carried the familiar sweet fragrance, reflecting the three dependent figures. The story ends with warmth that transcends blood ties, proving that true family has nothing to do with blood relatives, but lies in companionship and unwavering love year after year. The lingering scent of locust trees is a destination that will never be separated.