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Mrs. Jincun was taken aback when boxes of things were moved into the door.This place has always been so poor that even thieves don't want to patronize it, so why are there still gifts falling from the sky?

Mrs. Jincun became excited when she saw a familiar figure. "Isn't this Enbiao and Enbiao's mother? Isn't the one behind..."

Xianzi took Enbiao and nodded to Mrs. Jincun, and Enbiao quickly broke away from Xianja's hand and fell into Mrs. Jincun's arms.

"Yo? Enbiao misses us so much?" Seeing Enbiao calling grandma one after another, Mrs. Jincun was delighted, but she did not forget to say hello to the visitor. "You sent Xianzi back specially? I'm sorry for asking you to make this trip..."

"It's nothing." Naying smiled and shook her head, then turned to tell Hyunja. "I'm going to deal with the transfer of the house. I'll come back later. You guys must have a lot to talk about since we haven't seen each other for so long."

"Be careful on the road."

Seeing that Xianja was still looking at Naying's back with some reluctance, Mrs. Jincun jokingly asked, "When did Eunbiao's mother have such a good relationship with that woman?"

At this time, Mrs. Xixiang who was in the room also opened the sliding door, and a rough voice came over. "Mum, En Biao, did that woman take you to a foreign country as a domestic servant to abuse you on purpose?"

"That's right, mother Enbiao, if you are bullied, you must tell me, all of us here will help you get it back!" In Mrs. Jincun's heart, the people who live here have long been a family. God knows that Mother Enbiao decided How sad they were when they went to England. "By the way, I want to tell Lao Yang that you are back, and ask them to come over and hold a welcome party for you."

Although Xianzi kept refusing, the neighbors still gathered and held a welcome party in front of the small courtyard.

"Mother Enbiao, how is life abroad? Your father entrusted you to me before he passed away, but I have never taken good care of you. If your life is not good, I don't know how to deal with it when you come to hell. Old Xu!" Once Lao Yang drank too much, he talked more.

"Mother Enbiao, if you are wronged, you must speak up. We will let the family know that people here are not so easy to bully!" Daxiu, Mrs. Jincun's son-in-law, patted his chest and promised.

Xianzi just smiled and helped Enbiao with food, but the enthusiastic neighbor spoke one after another.

"Mother Enbiao, your house is still vacant, you can move back with Enbiao..."

"Mrs. Jincun, please help me rent out the house. The rent I collect will be considered as my repayment of the medical expenses you helped my dad pay a while ago." Xianzi added a bowl full of rice. "Also, the kimchi sent over is delicious."

When Xianzi went into the kitchen to wash his hands, Mrs. Jincun also followed. "Mum, please tell me the truth, why do you want to stay in England?"

Before waiting for an answer, looking at the smile on Xianzi's face, Mrs. Jincun said to herself: "When you went to England, we didn't stop you because we knew that Enbiao's mother wanted to change to a new environment, otherwise we would stay here forever. I will always think of Enbiao's father and Enbiao's grandfather. I thought you would come back after a while, but it seems that you are living well now... Did that woman really abuse you?"

Thinking of Naying being regarded as a bad person, Hyunja bit her lip to restrain her smile. "Naying is very kind to me."

"...Seeing your smile, I am more than half relieved. Remember, this will always be your home, come back when you have something to do, you know?" Mrs. Jincun held Xianzi's hand and confessed earnestly .

Xianzi listened obediently, and her heart was warmed by this reminder.

It was already late when Naying came to pick up Xianzi, and Eunbiao was still asleep at Mrs. Jincun’s place. Xianja just turned to Mrs. Jincun and shouted, “Naying and I will go out for a while, and I will come back later to pick you up.” Grace."

Lu Naying in the countryside is not familiar with her, so she just followed Xianja's footsteps.Xianzi walked very slowly, occasionally stepping on the stones on the ground with his feet, and walked for a short distance before stopping when he reached the lawn.

Hyunja sat down on the lawn, wrapping her arms around her bent knees, and Naying followed suit.

"My father's ashes are scattered here." Xianzi said leisurely.

Naying pressed her flying hair with one hand, while quietly listening to Hyunja's words.

"When I was young, I actually hated my father. At that time, my biological father had just passed away, but within a year, my mother met my father. They got married soon and brought me into their new family. "Xianzi leaned his chin forward, shaking his body slightly. "I was very angry with my mother. Why did I forget my husband right away? So I deliberately skipped meals for several days, just to tell them that I don't like this family."

"I closed myself up and didn't communicate with other people. I thought that there was no one else in the world who cared about me. My mother passed away a few years after she remarried. A few days later, I walked up to my father with a package and said I want to leave." Xianzi lowered her chin a little bit, holding back her tears. "My father didn't say anything, he just locked me in the room and brought me a bowl of noodles on time for three meals a day."

"I think that's his way of expressing concern. After that, my dad and I just stuck together, and neither of us talked about Mom anymore."

So Hyunja is always shrouded in a heavy sense of loneliness, which turned out to be like this since he was a child.

For a long time, Xianzi didn't speak anymore, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing across the grass.

"Now I really understand how Mom felt at that time." Xianzi thought. "A woman lost the person she loved the most. She once thought that she might live with the memory of that love for the rest of her life. It wasn't until she met another person that she realized that she still had the ability to love and be loved."

"You found it." Naying stood up and pulled the collar of her coat. "The wind is a bit cold, let's go back."

Hyunja nodded, and supported Naying's arm to stand up.

The shadows under the setting sun overlapped and merged into a certain shape.

"Did you know? This year's first day is Valentine's Day."

"When?"

"Actually, I knew what you were thinking from the very beginning when we met. For example, it was written on your face that you wanted to eat noodles. You must ask me when is it?"

"I obviously asked when is the day?"

"Anyway, we'll spend that day together."

"By the way, I have a natal family here, so you can't just bully me..."

A little helpless sigh, but a little bit of sweetness scattered in the wind.