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Chapter 869 Do you like eating what your dad made?

Standing at the door of the house, Ye Ziheng looked at the familiar door and raised his hand to knock on the door, but his hand could not help but hang in the air.

It's been four years, four full years, and there is no news. I don't know what my parents will look like when I see myself again.

"dong dong dong"

With a heavy heart, Ye Ziheng knocked on his own door.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

His mother's voice came from inside, Ye Ziheng held the doorknob, twisted it, and the door slowly opened.

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Ziheng saw his parents sitting on the sofa watching TV. After hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Ziheng.

"I'm home."

Ye Ziheng's mother said.

"Well, I'm back."

Ye Ziheng nodded and replied.

"Then go over and wash the dishes in the kitchen."

Ye Ziheng's mother spoke again.

Hearing this, Ye Ziheng was stunned.

What!I have been away from home for four years!This is your reaction?Am I your own?
But seeing that his parents were still watching the TV series and ignored him, Ye Ziheng could only sigh, and obediently went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. As for Xiao Kui and Xiao Hei, they squatted on the side watching TV .

"How long will you stay here this time?"

Ye Ziheng's mother's voice came over again. Ye Ziheng washed the bowl in his hand and thought for a while.

"About a month or two."

Ye Ziheng said, although the things that should be done have been done almost, there is still a group of cult warriors here, and the five major sects are faintly showing signs of outbreak. After a long period of time, Ye Ziheng may have to devote himself to It's time to fight with the cult warriors.

Moreover, judging from the intelligence capabilities displayed by the cult fighters, Ye Ziheng can confirm that their numbers may have reached a state comparable to or even more than the five major sects.

Of course, in the world of martial arts, it is not that whichever side has more people can win, what is more important is strength.

Those who are powerful can fight a hundred with one, but those who are weak are basically useless on the battlefield, and they will die if they go up.

After hearing Ye Ziheng's answer, Ye Ziheng's mother hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stood up with a sigh.

"What do you want to eat, I'll go out and buy some food for you."

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his face, and he said hastily.

"As long as it is made by my mother, I like to eat it."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Ziheng's mother's face, but before he could say anything, his father, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't sit still, and asked Ye Ziheng.

"Then do you like to eat what your father made?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ziheng fell silent, and quickly turned his head to clean his bowl quietly without speaking.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ziheng's father couldn't help but give Ye Ziheng a white look.

"Okay, I'm going out to buy groceries, let's chat, you two."

With that said, he went out.

But for some reason, the moment the door closed, Ye Ziheng seemed to hear a cry. He didn't know where the sound came from. It was very small, and it only existed for a moment. He didn't know if he heard it wrong. , but finally immersed himself in washing his own bowl.

Soon, Ye Ziheng washed all the dishes, wiped his hands and tidied up casually, then walked to the living room, sat next to his father and watched TV.

(End of this chapter)