Han Xiyun arrived at the airport, and it was the airport that reminded passengers that they were about to board the plane.

Han Xiyun hurriedly went through the formalities and boarded the night flight to the capital.

Han Xiyun looked at the night scene of London, and the streamer flashed, which was completely different from the night view of the capital.

Most of the passengers on the night shift were sleeping, and Han Xiyun also felt a little tired today, curled up, and also began to sleep.

There was nothing to do all night, and when I arrived in the capital, it was late at night.

Han Xiyun got off the airport and changed to a flight to Shudi.

When she arrived in Shudi, Han Xiyun looked at the time, half past three in the morning.

When I walked out of Shuangliu Airport, I saw taxis and private cars at half past three in the morning.

"Beauty, do you want to take a ride?" beckoned the taxi driver closest to Han Xiyun.

The eyes of these drivers are really bright, and they can see from afar.

"Okay, go to Xishan Xiaozhu," Han Xiyun just got into the car and said to the driver.

Xishan Xiaozhu was originally an unfinished building, and that unfinished building was demolished.

Now the area has been transformed into a farm paradise by the government.

There are only a dozen families in total, and they have planted a lot of fruit trees and opened a joint farmhouse.

Now the environment is beautiful, and the Xishan Flower Sea next to it is a famous scenic spot.

Han Xiyun's family not only opened a tailor shop, but also planted fruit trees and became a shareholder of the farmhouse.

Life is not good, Han Jiyun's father He Tianping played cards with his old friends in the yard when he had nothing to do.

At half past five, Han Xiyun came to Xishan Xiaozhu with her suitcase.

The sky was just dawning, and the Xishan Xiaozhu at this time was not as quiet as outsiders imagined.

The sound of chickens crowing "oh oh oh", the sound of cooking rice, and the bitter sound of coaxing children......

Han Xiyun quietly approached her yard, and the sound of a "click" tailor came from the sound.

In the fog, the lights in the small building of Han Xiyun's house flickered on and off, and the chimney in the back kitchen curled with smoke.

Tranquil and far-reaching, paradise.

It is hard for Han Xiyun to imagine that in a fast-paced society, she can still find such a fairyland on earth.

Usually, when Han Xiyun went home, she didn't see Xishan Xiaozhu in the early morning.

This time, don't use it.

The fence in Han Xiyun's yard was useless, and the small gate was not locked, but was only gently closed.

With a slight push, the door was opened, the people were simple, and the people in the village did not have as much defense as the people in the city.

With a "click", Han Xiyun pushed the door open, and there seemed to be movement in the room.

"Aunt Li, your clothes are ready, why are you so early," a voice came from the room.

It is my mother's voice, Aunt Li is probably Li Chunfang, a person in the courtyard next to Han Xiyun's house, and she is friends with her mother.

Han Xiyun didn't respond, and the figure in the room, the sound of changing clothes, immediately opened the door.

"Hey, isn't it Aunt Li?" she saw a figure carrying a suitcase.

"Mom, it's me, I'm Xiyun," Han Xiyun muttered to herself.

"Xiyun, you're back! Hurry up, come in, it's cold outside, Xiyun and her father, Xiyun is back," the middle-aged woman hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull Han Xiyun up and sent her to the door.

"Dad, I'm back," Han Xiyun said in a loud voice as soon as she returned home.

"Okay, good," Han Xiyun's father walked out of the kitchen and saw Han Xiyun is three good words in a row.

"Dad, I'm late to come back," Han Xiyun felt guilty, lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at this man with a resolute face.

"Dad knows you're busy with work, it's okay," He Tianping patted Han Xiyun on the shoulder.

"Xiyun, you haven't had breakfast yet, what do you want to eat now? I'll make it for you. ”

"Well, brown sugar poached eggs, copying hands or dumplings...... It's all at home, oh, I'm so confused, pour you a cup of hot water and warm up. ”

He Tianping was so busy that he couldn't speak, and wanted to do something for Han Xiyun.

"Xiyun, don't listen to this old man, I'll do it for you, I'll do it for you, my family will do it well, your father hasn't cooked much, so it's not good," Han Xiyun's mother Li Mei hurriedly pulled Han Xiyun.

"I'll put your luggage first, you sit first," Li Mei carried the suitcase upstairs.

"Your father, usually idle at home has nothing to do, just tinkering with braised pork, cherry balls and the like, saying that as soon as you come back, you can eat the meals he made himself. ”

"How can he do such a delicate work, you look at the kitchen, what has he done, waste of ingredients, the meat is either half-cooked or burnt. ”

Mother's words floated from upstairs, making Han Xiyun feel moved and guilty.

Han Xiyun didn't know that her father had done so much for her, and she was only busy with work and had no time to take care of her father.

made Han Xiyun cry, Han Xiyun hurriedly wiped it with her hand, for fear of being seen by her father.

"Dad, thank you," Han Xiyun hugged the middle-aged man in front of her, Han Xiyun approached him, only to find that her father also had wrinkles on his face.

Will such a resolute and tenacious man grow old? He has made outstanding achievements for the country and the people all his life.

Meritorious service medals are all over the walls, and award certificates are displayed in the wardrobe.

He has always been a big hero in the eyes of Han Xiyun, a man who stands up to the sky.

The tough guy in her mind will also grow old, and he still can't escape the erosion of time.

"Tick," Han Xiyun's shoulders were warm, and Han Xiyun's body shook, "He's actually crying." ”

Han Xiyun never saw his father shed tears, even if he was injured, he didn't say a word.

And now that he is in tears, Han Xiyun's heart feels as uncomfortable as if he has been cut by a knife.

Han Xiyun couldn't hold back any longer, tears welled up, and after a long time, Han Xiyun found that her father's hand was raised and wiped her tears.

I got up and walked to the kitchen, ready to make breakfast.

Han Xiyun knew that this iron-clad tough guy didn't want to cry in front of her, and she didn't want her to see it.

He wanted her to know that he would always be the big hero in her mind, the hero who could do anything.