He Ao turned his gaze and looked towards the bakery beside him, then walked over directly.
The bakery owner was an elderly woman, currently sitting behind the counter.
When she saw He Ao approaching, she was slightly startled, then stood up slowly and said, "Young man, I paid this month's protection fee. If you're hungry, there's bread in the store. You can take what you like."
"Grandma, it's me, Loren. Do you remember me?" He Ao looked at her and quickly said, "I used to stay at the orphanage next door. You often gave me small bread."
"Loren?" The elderly woman raised her head and looked at He Ao, "You seem familiar. Have you grown this big? What are you back for?"
He Ao could tell from her perplexed eyes that she didn't remember him.
However, he didn't mind and directly asked, "Do you remember the orphanage next door? I came back this time, and I can't find it."