Even when he offered to invite her to go home and have a family to have dinner together, she never refused and accepted it calmly.

At dusk, the crows are drowsy.

Luo Yunbai's home is in an ordinary small village. The village is a little distance from the town. It is surrounded by mountains, with high mountains and dense forests, water in the mountains, and leaning against the pastoral scenery.

When the three of them arrived at Luojia Village, the sky was already dark and the sparse stars were not bright. With the dim moonlight, the country road was barely accessible.

It doesn't look rich here. There are no lanterns on both sides of the road paved with fine sand and stones. In the village, wisps of smoke from cooking fires float out from the roofs of farmhouses. It is the simple fragrance of scrambled eggs with wild vegetables.

Compared to the small town that is not large in size, it seems to be poorer and more backward.

Under Luo Yunbai's enthusiastic leadership, Luo Qingyi and Mu Ziyou walked through Qianmo Village alleys, with mountains and flowing waters in the distance and rural songs nearby.

In the village, there are groups of nerdy children with black feet and patched jackets, chasing each other and laughing, which can be regarded as a paradise.

"How is it? How do you feel when you go back to your parents' home?" Mu Ziyou suddenly started to speak in a low voice.

"Go." Luo Qingyi said angrily: "I was deliberately making a fuss about your highness. Who told him to go to Wu Ying's without permission?"

Who would have thought that the joke came true for a moment.

But to be honest, Luo Qingyi's memory of this place is very vague. She only vaguely remembers that when she was a child, she was squeezed into a thatched hut with her family. There was a jujube tree outside the house. The green jujubes produced were sour and astringent, far less sweet than the candy and fruits fed by His Royal Highness the Prince.

She still remembered that the wind chime she had woven herself hung on the tree. It was dark at that time. When she was an apprentice at the pharmacy, she could find her way home with the faint sound of the wind chime.

"That's it. Sister, you haven't returned home for a long time. I'm afraid you don't remember the road anymore, right? It's okay, I'll take you a few more times and you'll get familiar with the road. If my parents knew that I'd found you, they would definitely be very happy."

Luo Yunbai enthusiastically pushed open the bamboo door of the outer courtyard fence, with an excited and joyful smile on his face, and said loudly: "Mom, I'm back! And I also brought someone back, come and see who this is!"

Luo Qingyi stood quietly at the door for a while. This room was no longer the simple thatched hut of the past, but a square house made of red bricks and green tiles. It was covered with thin paper window lattices. You could see that the house had two bedrooms, a short kitchen, and an old well in the front yard.

The entire base area has expanded more than twice, and the old tree with wind chimes in front of the yard has long been cut off, leaving only a piece of dilapidated wooden stakes embedded in the soil. The roots of the old tree have been corroded by drugs and can no longer grow.

The scent of food drifts in the yard, which makes me chase after you all day and have not eaten yet

Luo Yunbai's abdomen was thundering, and he hurriedly walked into the yard. It was obvious that the reunion of the siblings made him extremely interested and smelled the fragrance of food.

He ran all the way to a corner of the liyuan, dug out a jar of wine, and said happily: "Smelling the fragrance, my mother is stir-fried bitter melon and fried eggs. This is your favorite dish when you were a child, so I will serve it to you now. You can sit with this girl first."

Luo Qingyi: "..."

Luo Yunbai moved two chairs very attentively, and after he asked them to sit down, he went to the house to serve vegetables and call people.

Immediately afterwards, a few screams came from the house, followed by the sound of a spatula falling to the ground.

Soon, a middle-aged woman cried and patted her thighs with regret and quickly came out. Her face, which was so waxed by the fireworks on the world, was full of tears and her temples were still vaguely white.

She was so excited that she shook her body and rushed out of the low house. She tripped by the threshold and didn't even have time to say anything touching words about reunion after a long time, and fell into a head.

Luo Qingyi sighed helplessly, floated forward, and supported her with one of the woman's arms.

The woman looked at her daughter who was close to her, and her heart was full of soreness and pain. Her trembling and calloused hands excitedly held Luo Qingyi's arm: "Okay...good...good..." She said three words of unknown meaning repeatedly, and her voice became even more choked and silent.

On the other side, in the house, a middle-aged man also walked out with an old cigarette pole in his hand. His face was endless and complicated, shocked, guilty, apologized, and joyful.

The middle-aged man was obviously calm. Apart from the slightly red corners of his eyes, he was well controlled. He seemed to sigh and nodded to Luo Qingyi and said, "It's good to come back. If you are hungry, let's have dinner first."

Under such an atmosphere, Luo Qingyi's expression was as normal as usual, and there was no change. She just smiled faintly and held the woman naturally and said, "It's dark, please be careful, mom, but you still need food to stir-fry? Do you need my help?"

Hearing this 'mother', the woman's body trembled and she choked and said in a choking voice: "Good kid, good kid, how can you let you cook as soon as you come back."

As she said that, her head twisted towards the kitchen, her tears were not drying, but her expression suddenly became a little fierce: "Boy! I will tell you at home if I find your sister, you are going to piss off someone to death!"

She kept rubbing her hands on her oily apron, and continued to say, "Look at me, I don't know that you will come back today. This... this... there is no meat at home. Why don't you eat it first? Mom goes to the house of Wang's Widow next door to borrow pork belly."

As he said that, he unbuttoned his apron and was about to go out. Luo Qingyi quickly grabbed her and said, "I really don't have to worry about it."

The man also frowned and said, "It's such a good idea to knock on the widow's door this night."

The woman smiled embarrassedly and said, "Then I will buy you delicious food tomorrow for you tomorrow."

Luo Qingyi was so amused that she couldn't help but wonder how to respond for a while.

On that side, Luo Yunbai was holding a scrambled egg with bitter gourd and a jar of wine with the other. Surprisingly, a little girl in a cloth coat followed behind him.

The little girl looked pretty and was about the same age as him. She followed him step by step, stirring the corner of her clothes with her two fingers, looked at Luo Qingyi with a timid look, hiding behind Luo Yunbai, and did not dare to speak.

Luo Yunbai looked a little annoyed on her face, and her face that was still smiling just now suddenly became impatient: "You are mute, that's my sister, I'm so ignorant."

The little girl trembled her fingers and said in a low voice: "Hello sister of Luo."

Luo Qingyi glanced at her and smiled and said, "Hello."

Seeing her laughing, the girl was a little more courageous and took a seat with Luo Yunbai.

As soon as he sat down, the woman wiped her tears and picked up food into Luo Qing's clothes and bowl. It was Luo Yunbai who just said that his sister liked to eat the most, and her tone was consistent with him:

"Have you been suffering outside these years? It's good to come back, it's good to come back, it's hard to live outside, and your family always stays here for you. If you miss home, come back. Although the battlefield has been going on and life is in a bad mood, my mother can still give you a hot meal."

Luo Qingyi came to Nanchi City this time, and had to hide his identity. He and Mu Ziyou were extremely low-key all the way, and even his clothes were almost simple.

This fell into Luo's mother's eyes. There was no news for eleven years, and there was no sign of returning home. Now I suddenly came to the door. It was because life outside was too hard and hard to endure, so I returned to my hometown, looking for a piece of tiles and a bite of rice.

Yes, there are a few children who sell them well.

When Luo's father heard that she wanted to take back her daughter, he frowned calmly. It was not because he was unkind and righteous, but because his son was approaching the provincial examination and his study expenses were very high. The family was already living a tight life, and now it would be a bit difficult to raise one more person.

Although he had an idea in his mind, he did not particularly reject the fact that his daughter came back. Instead, he pounded the table with a gun, lit the cigarette rod, and pecked it lightly, and sucked the clouds and mist from the side.

Mu Ziyou, who had not spoken a word, suddenly stretched out his white and even-length jade hand. Under Luo's mother's astonished gaze, he adjusted his own bowl of bitter melon scrambled eggs covering the rice in front of Luo Qingyi.
Chapter completed!