South Street Bakery (1990s)

【Daily updates of 6k words, posted at 9:30 AM】Tao Tao just dozed off for a moment and found herself back in 1997. This year, Hong Kong returned to China. She was eight years old, and everything was still intact. The family bakery hadn’t gone bankrupt, her stepmother Aunt Yu hadn’t been driven away by her once-stubborn and sharp self, and Yu Luan hadn’t died. The old sunlight filtered through the vintage glass cabinet at home as she watched, tears streaming down her face, seven-year-old Yu Luan crouching under a row of cream flower basket cakes, clicking away with a tin frog. —He was the younger brother with mild autism brought by Aunt Yu. Staring at the childish scratch on the table tha...