Daliu Village is named after a willow tree hugged by three people by the lotus pond at the entrance of the village.

Back then, the blooming adoptive parents Liu Mingcheng and Yan Jieya picked him up under this big willow tree at dusk in a snowy evening.

A huge bamboo basket, thick swaddling, and a piece of red paper inside, recording his birth date and name......

The poor family had a difficult life, and the husband and wife raised him, farming and working with their backs to the loess facing the sky, and could only barely maintain the livelihood of a family of three.

In order to ensure that the newly married son lived as well as possible, the newly married couple discussed not to have children by themselves for the time being, and devoted themselves to raising him.

Ten years of hard work, blooming gradually grew up, the family situation improved, and the couple gave birth to a daughter named Liu Xiaoyu when he was eleven years old.

Thinking of his sister, he couldn't help but smile warmly.

The second time she left home, she was only twelve years old, and this year, she should be about to graduate from high school, right?

Standing under the willow trees, looking at the village not far away, feeling the fragrance of the earth and grass in the spring breeze, he took a deep breath.

"Daliu Village, I'm back! Dad, Mom, Xiaoyu, I'm back! Yunyun, I'm back!"

Yun Yun, his fiancée, is the daughter of the village chief of Daliu Village.

Because his father once saved her father, for this, Liu Mingcheng also had a lame leg.

When he was ten years old, under the witness of the elders of the family, he set a baby for them.

In this modern society, baby kissing is generally just a joke, and no one takes it seriously.

But Liu Mingcheng took it seriously, and Yan Jieya also took it seriously.

In the end, he took it seriously.

Because, Liu Yun is the village flower of Daliu Village and the town flower of Shili Town.

remembered that when she left Daliu Village for the first time and went to the imperial capital, Liu Yun was only fifteen years old.

The last time the two met was five years ago, when they were about to move to the northwest, they were specially allowed to go home, and they also met her under this big willow tree.

When we met again, we were shocked!

This part, another five years. Five years later, I'm back, is it okay?

A simple marching bag, dressed in plain civilian clothes, was all his possessions for ten years of war.

He habitually tidied up his clothes, and was about to walk into the village to reunite with his parents and sister when he heard the sound of a car honking behind him.

The road leading to the village is in disrepair and dilapidated.

It had just rained in the spring, and the potholed road was full of muddy rainwater.

However, several cars behind him, without the slightest intention of slowing down, splashed him with the rushing muddy water.

Twenty-eight luxury cars roared by, each with a big red flower on the front of the car, a big red word on the windshield in front of the passenger seat, and a red number on the hood.

The third car in the team was a white Mercedes-Benz GLS, and the whole car was decorated with joy.

As he passed by, the window glass was lowered, revealing the face of a young man with disdain and banter, staring at him like a fool until he drove five meters before closing the window.

He held back the anger in his heart, and only after the convoy passed, did he look at his embarrassed body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He walked forward, from the great willow tree to the village, less than a mile. His home is just down the hillside west of the village.

Just when he walked less than 100 meters, there was a lively sound of firecrackers in the village, and a puff of green smoke rose in the middle of the village.

He raised his eyes and judged the approximate location, which was near the village chief Liu Pingping's house, which was also the square of Daliu Village.

It seems that the convoy just now came to the village to do a happy event.

Whose girl got married, and married such a wealthy family?

He didn't have much interest in it, only glanced at it, and strode towards his house.

The three dilapidated tiled houses are still the same as they remember in their memories, but they are even more dilapidated than when they left.

When he came to the door, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"Dad, Mom, little sister, I'm back......"

For the sake of this war, he has not been in contact with his family for five whole years, and today he suddenly went home, how can he not have the joy of anticipation, but an indescribable tension?

The firecrackers in the distance were still exploding, which made him feel a little upset.

Not as before, as soon as he came home, the big yellow dog of the family would rush out of the hall with his tail wagging and pounce on him.

Today, the noise in the distance sets off the surprisingly quiet of my home.

"My little sister must have gone to school, did my parents go to the village to watch the excitement and eat happy wine?"

He didn't shout again, and pushed the door in.

A choking musty smell mixed with the smell of herbs rushed towards him, causing him to breathe unexpectedly.

"Mom, Dad!"

The tension in his heart intensified, and he shouted loudly again.

"Who......"

There was a weak voice in the back room, low and muffled, but he immediately recognized that it was his mother's voice.

The marching bag in his hand was thrown on the ground, and he rushed into the back room with an arrow.

The smell of medicine in the room was stronger, and on the bed lay a skinny woman with disheveled hair.

"Mom!"

With tears welling up in his eyes, he knelt down and cried out in a choked voice.

This woman is Yan Jieya, the adoptive mother who treats herself as her own.

An eldest lady who was born in a wealthy family, but was swept away because she insisted on marrying her adoptive father in the countryside, is now so decimated that she has no human form.

Turning his head with difficulty, his godless eyes fixed on the bloom.

"Are you...... Kai'er?"

It was difficult to spit out a few words, and it was difficult to hide the excitement, surprise, and sadness in it.

Bloom landed on her knees, crawled forward a few steps, reached out and grabbed her mother's thin palm, and gently clutched her chest.

"I'm back, Mom, this time...... I'm never going to go again......"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Jieya's mouth: "My son is back, my son is back......"

The more he got to the back, the more vague he became, obviously choked up, and in the end, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart and cried out loud.

"Kai'er, you're back, but your dad ...... No ......."

Sheng Kai was stunned suddenly: Although he was lame, his father, Liu Mingcheng, who had always been strong and optimistic, was gone?

Yan Jieya may have been too excited and sad, and when she said a word, she coughed sharply.

Sheng Blossom hurriedly helped her up, patted her back gently, and said, "Mom, don't worry...... Speak slowly......"

Yan Jieya gasped a few times and said, "It's all my fault, I have this disease...... In order to treat me, your father went to borrow money from my mother's family, but not only did he not borrow the money, but he was also severely humiliated by my mother's family. After returning home, he became ill and induced old injuries, and died in less than two months......"

Sheng Kai was stunned again, although her adoptive mother had been swept away by her own family, but no matter what, she was also a member of the Yan family!

He suddenly remembered Liu Xiaoyu and asked eagerly, "Where is Xiaoyu?"

Yan Jieya said: "Xiaoyu, this kid...... In order to take care of me, he dropped out of school a few months ago and went to work in the town...... Just to earn me a little money for herbs...... I wouldn't let her go, but she ...... But she didn't obey ......"

Bloom suddenly felt a blockage in her heart, and an indescribable discomfort surged up.

This feeling can only be experienced when one's closest comrade-in-arms dies in front of him.

Today, he felt it again, and even more intensely!

"Does the village care?

He asked in a deep voice.

His father is the life-saving benefactor of the village chief Liu Pingping, and the two sides have already decided on their children's families, how can he not care?

Yan Jieya shook her head slightly, and a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

"Your father came to him, not only did he not borrow a penny, but he was humiliated by his son, and even our rhubarb was beaten to death by his son. Yoo Fair-...... Already in front of me and your father, refuse to admit your doll kiss......"

Listening to Yan Jieya's words, he trembled slightly!

Ten years of bloody battles, living up to the world, but only his parents and his little sister!