For Xiaofeng, it has been 4 years since he could only see his home in his dreams. There is no direct train from Beijing to Shiyan, but there are many trains that stop when passing through Shiyan. After getting off the train, it was already 5 pm

It was past one o'clock. Xiaofeng didn't care to look at the changes in his hometown in the past four years, so he called a taxi and hurried home. Along the way, Xiaofeng's mind was filled with the old figures of his parents four years ago. He didn't know that his parents

How are you now? Are you feeling well? The driver drove the car very fast under his urging, but Xiaofeng still found it too slow. What the ancients said was a desire to stay close to home was well reflected in Xiaofeng. We finally arrived home.

It is early spring now, and the nights in the countryside are a bit cold. The village is very quiet, and only scattered lights can be seen through the windows.

The door was closed, Xiaofeng pushed the door open, and a burst of cold air swept into the room, surprising his parents who were eating around the stove. The old couple turned their heads and stared at each other, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Cao Cao

Mom stood up tremblingly, "Is it Xiaofeng? Is it you?",,"Xiaofeng's mother's surname is Cao, her name is Cao Ying, and her father's name is Huang Xing." Dad also quickly stood up and supported his mother.

It is said that men should not shed tears easily, but they have not reached the point of sadness. Xiaofeng's tears could not be suppressed. He knelt down in front of his parents, knocked his head to the ground hard, and choked out "Dad, Mom, son."

Unfilial, I made you worry, my son is coming back to see you."

Huang's father wiped away his tears, stepped forward and helped Xiaofeng up, and kept mumbling, "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Xiaofeng held his father's calloused hand tightly and looked at his mother's white hair that was disproportionate to her age. Her nose felt sore and tears that she had finally held back flowed down again.

His father pulled Xiaofeng to sit down with a smile on his face and said, "Xiaofeng, sit down and I'll serve you some food." After saying that, without waiting for Xiaofeng's objection, his father hurried to the kitchen.

The dinner cooked by his mother was very simple, but it was the sweetest meal Xiaofeng had eaten in the past four years. He ate three large bowls, which made him unable to stand up straight. His mother felt distressed when she saw Xiaofeng eating.

She shed tears, thinking that Xiaofeng had not even had enough to eat outside these years, and kept muttering, "My son is pitiful, my son has suffered-"

A family of three finished a simple dinner around the stove. Listening to his mother talk about the shortcomings of his family, and chatting with his father about national affairs, Xiaofeng felt extremely happy and satisfied. What is life? This is life, and there is nothing better than parents.

Happiness is more important. This is what Xiaofeng realized after leaving home for 4 years.

Because he stayed up late talking with his parents last night, Xiaofeng didn't wake up until noon the next day. His parents had already prepared lunch. When his younger brother Huang Xiaoming heard that he was back, he rushed back from the city and brought

Here comes the fiancée. My younger brother’s fiancée is a beautiful girl named Wang Yan, a policeman. She is very nice, cheerful and generous. She is already familiar with my parents. Obviously this is not the first time. At the dinner table, my younger brother looked proud.

He told Xiaofeng that he had become a police officer. Although he was just an ordinary policeman at the police station, Xiaofeng was still happy that his younger brother could achieve his wish. When his younger brother shyly mentioned that he was planning to get married in August, Xiaofeng couldn't help but

Thinking of Zhuang Jing, if he and Zhuang Jing got married successfully, their children would probably already know how to play soy sauce. Thinking of the child in Zhuang Jing's belly, Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with pain.

After dinner, Xiaofeng followed his younger brother back to the city. He wanted to see Zhuang Jing's house. When he got there, he opened the door and felt a musty smell. There was no unexpected surprise waiting for him.

Obviously this place has not been cleaned for a long time. Seeing that the once warm home has turned into this dilapidated appearance, Xiaofeng's inner disappointment clearly appeared on his face. Xiaofeng spent an afternoon cleaning the house.

The outside was cleaned again and returned to its usual cleanliness. The bed was still the original bed, still very soft. Xiaofeng lay on it, looking at the only photo left by Zhuang Jing on the wall, and fell into memories, but

No matter how hard he tried, he could only think of the sweetness of the past. Xiaofeng slowly fell asleep with the sweetness in his eyes.

The next day, Xiaofeng went to Baguio's house with a glimmer of hope. Unfortunately, the owner had really changed. This community that once haunted him had nothing to worry about anymore. Xiaofeng was gone.

I left with regret. I originally planned to go find Long Biao, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. After all, I haven’t seen him for a long time. Who knows if he still recognizes me.

Xiaofeng had just walked to the entrance of the village when an old man grabbed him and said, "Son, please go home quickly. Something happened to your old house." Upon hearing this, Xiaofeng hurriedly ran towards his home. He didn't know what happened.

What's the matter? I've only been out for a day, and something happened at home. From a distance, I saw a large group of people surrounding the old house, and an excavator parked there. Panting, Xiaofeng pushed through the crowd and saw his mother doing something.

On the stool, she covered her waist and shouted "Ouch, Ouch". Her father stood in front of her mother with his hands on her waist to protect her. The younger brother and Wang Yan were arguing with others about something.

"Dad, what's going on?" Xiaofeng asked his father in confusion. His parents have always been kind and well-liked in the village. How could they get into disputes with others?

The younger brother heard Xiaofeng's voice, walked up to him and complained, "Second brother, where have you gone? I can't even call you?"

"Third brother, what's going on?" Xiaofeng was eager to know the specific situation and did not explain anything to his younger brother.

"It's not because of the homestead in the old house that you haven't been home in the past few years. A lot of things have happened in the village. Please listen to me and tell you slowly." The younger brother took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Narrated: It turns out that in the past two years, the government has vigorously promoted Wudang Mountain and supported tourism in the Wudang Mountain Special Zone. Xiaofeng's hometown has developed well with this momentum. A boss named Du took a fancy to Xiaofeng's home on Sancha Road.

I wanted to build a large-scale farmhouse at my old homestead. Originally this was a good thing, and Huang Xing was ready to agree. Unexpectedly, Boss Du lowered the price from 10,000 yuan to 50,000 yuan.

Of course Xing quit, but Boss Du used his connections to get the land use certificate from the township government, saying that the national land government had the right to expropriate it, without giving him a penny. Today they are here to demolish the house, Xiaofeng

His parents stopped in front of the excavator and refused to demolish it, so Boss Du pushed his mother and cursed. It wasn't until Xiaofeng's mother complained that her back hurt that Huang Xing called his younger brother, who hurriedly spoke to her.

Wang Yan rushed back and saw that her mother was fine, so she went to argue with Boss Du until now.

Xiaofeng became angry after hearing what his younger brother said. If his mother had not been injured, he could still endure it. After all, someone was developing the village and making the villagers rich. But now, he couldn't bear this tone no matter what.

Isn't this bullying others?

"Old man surnamed Huang, are you going to get out of the way? Don't think that I am afraid of you because my son is a policeman. I can stop him from becoming a policeman with just one phone call. Believe it or not?" Boss Du was unscrupulous and proud.

shouting.

"I don't believe it," Xiaofeng broke away from his father's hand and replied coldly. He knew that his father was worried that his younger brother would really lose his job.

"Oh, who are you again? Young man, I advise you not to mind your own business," Boss Du advised Xiaofeng in a serious tone.

Xiaofeng glanced at him with disdain and said coldly, "I am the second son of this family. Do you think I should take care of it?"

"Hey, Lao Huang, don't you see, you are quite capable of giving birth? Will a bastard show up in a few days?" Boss Du looked at Xiaofeng's father with jealousy. He probably didn't have a son himself.

As a result, he is now a bit perverted and doesn't like other people's sons. This guy is just looking for a different type.
Chapter completed!