Just as the old man turned around and prepared to get into the carriage, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"My dear baby, I'm back. I'm going to find you. It's snowing. Go back inside to warm up."

Father Zheng stood at the gate and waved to Jin Bao.

"Okay grandpa, let's go back now." Jinbao was very happy and jumped back.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Xin followed slowly, raising their little faces and opening their mouths from time to time to catch the falling snow particles.

When Father Zheng saw it, he laughed and scolded: "You two bastards will eat everything. If you dare to get a stomachache, don't blame me for spanking you."

Xiao Xin was afraid of being beaten, so he subconsciously spat, and then ran back.

But Xiao Lin didn't seem to hear it. He just felt that there were too few snow particles falling into his mouth and he couldn't taste it.

The old man standing next to the carriage had red eyes and his body was trembling slightly. The voice was...

At this time, Father Zheng noticed that the carriages had been parked on the road. He was a little curious, picked up Jinbao and asked: "My dear, what did that person say to you just now?"

Although the man was old, he was tall and powerful, and he was definitely not from the village near them.

"The old man said he couldn't find his home, so I asked him to go to the village chief's house and ask." Jinbao replied obediently.

"Can't find their home? Are they from our village? I don't remember them. Let's go over and have a look to see if they went to the wrong place."

With that said, he picked up Jinbao and walked towards the carriage.

At this time, the snow particles are falling bigger and bigger, with scattered snowflakes mixed in between.

Father Zheng did not dare to get too close to him. He stood ten feet away and shouted:

"Big brother, which family do you belong to? I know all the people who live in Houyan Village. Just tell me your name and I can take you there. You don't have to go to the village chief."

The old man looked excited at this time, and his eyes were filled with tears. He turned around slowly and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm looking for the Zheng family..."

Father Zheng was helping Jin Bao warm his hands without looking up. He subconsciously smiled and replied: "We are the only family named Zheng in this village. Could it be that Big Brother is making a mistake..."

When he raised his eyes to see clearly the person standing opposite, his voice suddenly stopped and he was stunned...

Time seemed to have stopped, their eyes met, and no one spoke.

Jinbao glanced at his grandfather, then turned to look at the old man, and suddenly felt that the two people looked a bit alike.

Seeing that both of them were stunned, she stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Father Zheng came back to his senses, with a touch of wetness at the end of his eyes. He trembled his lips and shouted softly: "Second brother...is that you?"

No matter how old that face becomes, he will never forget it.

The old man could no longer hold back and shed two lines of hot tears, "Sanwang, it's me, I'm back!"

He wanted to rush over and give the person in front of him a hug, but found that his legs felt like lead and he couldn't take a step forward.

After being away from home for decades, he never sent a letter home.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that he would not be able to endure the hardships of the military camp because he missed his family, and he was also afraid that after the battle, a message would be sent back to the camp.

In his opinion, no news is much better than news of death, but now seeing his relatives whom he misses day and night, he suddenly feels that he has done something wrong.

Father Zheng burst into tears when he heard the familiar name, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.

Sanwang is his nickname. Because he is the third oldest, he is called Sanwang. However, apart from his late parents, only the eldest and second brothers would call him this name.

The person who has always been in my heart overlaps with the figure in front of me.

It's the second brother, it's his second brother who's back!

He put Jinbao on the ground and ran forward excitedly.

Zheng Gensheng cried and laughed, opening his arms to welcome the figure flying over.

"Second brother, second brother, is it really you? Second brother? Am I dreaming?" Father Zheng hugged him and cried like a child.

Zheng Gensheng tightened his arms, patted his back gently, and choked with sobs: "It's me, I'm back. This is not a dream. I'm sorry. It's my second brother's fault for coming back so late."

He is extremely lucky now that he did not die on the battlefield and can still stand and hug his brother.

The sky became increasingly gloomy, the snow particles turned into flying snowflakes, and the ground gradually turned white.

Father Zheng let go of his arms, wiped away his tears, and shouted with joy: "Second brother, let's go home!"

"Okay, go home!"

Zheng Gensheng looked excited and his heart was filled with happiness, and he followed him regardless.

After seeing the two small figures on the car window, they became anxious, "Grandpa, grandpa, why don't you ignore us? There are still us."

Zheng Gensheng stopped and then remembered that there was someone else in the carriage.

He turned around and shouted excitedly: "Come down, we are home."

Father Zheng looked at the large family coming out of the carriage and felt even more excited. Not only was his second brother alive, but he also had a family full of children and grandchildren. How could this make him unhappy?

"Let's go home. Let's talk after we get home. You go in first to warm up. I'll stop the carriage."

Father Zheng greeted him excitedly, then turned around and shouted: "Baby, this is your second grandpa. Take your second grandpa home quickly. I'll park the carriage somewhere."

"Okay!"

Hearing that the old man was the second grandfather, Jinbao happily ran over and held his hand.

"Second Grandpa, I will take you home. Grandma's meat buns must be ready. Let's eat them together."

No wonder she liked him the first time she saw him. It turned out to be the second grandfather.

The milky voice was so warm that Zheng Gensheng's heart melted. Such a cute girl turned out to be from their old Zheng family. It was really a blessing from their ancestors.

He bent down to pick up Jinbao with excitement on his face, looked at her lovingly, and said softly: "Second Grandpa will take you away, and let's go home together."

Go home, he can finally go home.

Looking at the yard close at hand, he felt sour in his heart, and his eyes were blurred by tears again.

Jinbao stretched out his little hand to wipe the corners of his eyes and comforted him: "Second Grandpa, don't be sad. We are home."

The soft voice warmed the whole heart again, and Zheng Gensheng laughed: "Not sad, not sad, Second Grandpa is happy."

After saying that, he strode across the threshold and walked in.

As soon as he walked into the yard, Jin Bao shouted at the top of his lungs: "Grandma, grandma, come out quickly!"

Zhou, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the shouting and walked out quickly.

"Jinbao, what's going on?"

Seeing the strange old man holding his little granddaughter, she was stunned for a moment, then greeted with a smile: "Hey, we have a guest, go inside and warm up by the fire."

We are all guests, so even if we don’t know them, we should treat them well.

Zheng Gensheng nodded with satisfaction, followed her into the main room, and said, "You are the younger brother and sister, I am your second brother."

Second brother? How can she have a second brother?

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