The time when the plane arrived in Yanjing was 4:12 p.m., and it was completely dark.

It is already the end of December, and compared to Zhonghai City, Yanjing's location on the map of China is more northerly, and the temperature is also colder.

When the plane was about to land, Hua Bing could already see the snow below through the small window.

For Hua Bing, who was suffering from a congenital deficiency of yang disease, he didn't like winter at all, because the cold temperature could always make the suppressed yin qi in his body more active.

The operation of the internal qi unconsciously sped up a little, and Hua Bing felt that his body was warmer.

After getting off the plane, Ming Shuang didn't know where he got a car and drove the Chinese soldiers to the suburbs.

Along the way, Ming Shuang would use his spare eyes from time to time to peek at the Chinese soldiers around him.

From the time he got on the plane until now, he has been closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't say a word, as if he was like the guy who always made him angry before.

"Here we are."

The car came to the front of a gorgeous villa and began to slow down, and Mingshuang finally made a sound for the first time.

"Hmm." Hua Bing nodded, his face expressionless.

There was no excitement of going home for the first time, no fear of home, not even the slightest disgust.

Hua Bing's calmness made Ming Shuang slightly surprised, and he didn't know what his mood was at this moment.

Push the door and get out of the car.

Hua Bing walked to the door of the villa with unhurried steps, and reached out to ring the doorbell next to him.

However, when his hand was halfway out, he hesitated.

For nearly five hours since he got on the plane, Hua Bing has been adjusting his emotions, trying to make it more casual and calmer.

However, when he was really standing here, his heart suddenly felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of flavors came to his heart at the same time, like a plate of chowder.

Ming Shuang stood behind him and looked at him like that.

There was no urging or impatience, Ming Shuang knew that if she switched her position with Hua Bing now, she would definitely be exactly the same as Hua Bing.

Ding dong......

Finally, Hua Bing still pressed the doorbell very decisively.

Usually it doesn't sound like a special doorbell, but at this moment it has a special meaning, and it continues to reverberate, as if it can lift people's souls.

Click!

The door was opened, and an old woman in an apron poked her head out, smiling when she saw the Chinese soldiers at the door.

"Young Master, are you back?" The old woman looked a little excited, and her words proved that she was the servant of the house.

She also recently learned that there was a young master in the family, and this young master left home since he was a child, and now he is a young Chinese medicine doctor with a good reputation throughout the country.

For young people who can afford it, older people always like to be especially enthusiastic about them.

"Hmm." Hua Bing nodded, and there was a kind smile on his face.

His smile was very sincere, and it was also very sunny, which made Ming Shuang surprised when he saw it, and secretly thought that this nasty guy with a stinky mouth also had such a side.

She had to admit that in fact, Hua Bing still looked very handsome when he was not smiling.

"Hurry up and come in!" The old woman stepped aside and took out a pair of cotton slippers for Hua Bing and put them on the ground.

"Okay." Hua Bing responded with a smile, put one foot into what looked like it should be a newly bought slipper, and turned around and asked, "What are you doing standing at the door?" Don't you come in? ”

"I'm done, it's time to go back." Ming Shuang said.

"Shall you have a meal and then leave?" Hua Bing had some intention of retaining.

Mingshuang couldn't help but be depressed, this guy went home for the first time, and he started to be the master before the door entered?

"No, I have other things."

After speaking, Ming Shuang didn't wait for Hua Bing to say anything, he turned around and got into the car, and left directly after starting.

Touching his nose in a dajt, Hua Bing was embarrassed.

I don't know how this woman's character was developed, as hard as a stone in a pit.

Walking into the house, the old woman closed the door and ran inside, looking at the location in the direction of the kitchen, Hua Bing was standing at the door, constantly looking at the decoration of the room.

The décor is very ordinary, in stark contrast to the magnificence of the villa outside, but it can be seen that it has been carefully matched.

Although it can't give people a sense of luxury at all, it is refreshing, which shows that the owner's taste is very unique.

On a couch not far away, a man sat intently reading a newspaper.

Although Hua Bing saw him for the first time, the blood relationship in his bones could never be changed, and he knew that this man was his father, Hua Wendong.

From the time Hua Bing entered the door to the present, Hua Wendong didn't say a word, as if there was some magic on the newspaper, which completely attracted him.

But after Hua Bing came over, he found at a glance that his concentration was completely fake, Hua Bing didn't believe that a person could read anything even if he took the newspaper upside down.

Of course, this does not preclude him from practicing the technique of reading the newspaper upside down.

Coming to Hua Wendong's face, Hua Bing was entangled in his heart, and he couldn't say a word of the words of greeting that he had made up before, but he couldn't say a word at such a moment.

What's more, his own father still pretended to be focused when he took the newspaper backwards, which really made Hua Bing feel ashamed for him, and he couldn't help but want to be sarcastic.

"Coming back?" Hua Wendong casually put down the newspaper in his hand, looking very natural and a little funny.

However, after the simple three words, Hua Bing suddenly felt his heart tremble.

Coming back?

It's just three words, but there's so much in it.

Especially Hua Wendong's natural demeanor as much as possible, every detail is telling Hua Bing that this is your home, you are a member of this family, and you should not have any restraints.

"Well, I'm back." Hua Bing felt his nose sour.

Looking at the man in front of him who was seven or eight points similar to himself, he tried his best to hide his nervousness, just to make himself not nervous, is this his father?

"Sit down, don't stand." Hua Wendong smiled and moved to the side a little, motioning for Hua Bing to sit beside him.

"Okay." Hua Bing didn't bother with his kindness and sat down.

"Your mother is cooking in it, I heard that she has to cook herself when you come back, and today is a blessing, haha." Hua Wendong was very happy to talk to him.

He looked as if he and Hua Bing had not met for the first time in more than 20 years, but as if they had just met two days ago.

Looking at his smile, Hua Bing also laughed.

Hua Bing wanted to say that I wanted to go and see her, but when he saw Hua Wendong's intimate appearance towards him, he didn't dare to say this.

"Go see what your mom makes delicious, and come back and report back to me." Hua Wendong said.

Hua Bing was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "Okay." ”

There are always people who say that mother and son are connected, but Hua Bing found that in fact, father and son are also connected, which may be the energy of blood between relatives.

There are some things you don't have to say at all, he just needs to look at you and understand everything.

got up and walked into the kitchen, and the figure standing in front of the kitchen counter to stir-fry suddenly met Hua Bing's eyes.

Liu Wurong, who is over forty years old, looks no different from Mingshuang in her twenties, with white and smooth skin and delicate body curves, the only difference may be the graceful feeling that emanates from her.

Mature women and young girls are always so easy to tell at a glance, and the years may not leave anything on their faces, but they imprint the vicissitudes of life in their bones.

"Is this the mother? She's beautiful. Hua Bing looked at her busy figure and thought in his heart.

In the kitchen, the sound of stir-frying, the sound of kitchen utensils colliding and the sound of range hoods hid the arrival of Hua Bing very well, and it was not until he stood there and watched for a long time that the old woman who had opened the door before discovered him.

"Big young master!" The old woman smiled and nodded to Hua Bing.

Bang Dang!

Liu Xurong's hand shook, and the spatula collided with the wall of the pot and made a sound, but fortunately, the sound in the kitchen was chaotic, and the collision would not seem so harsh.

Then, under Hua Bing's gaze, Liu Xurong slowly turned her head and looked deeply at the young man who was looking at him at the door.

Hua Bing used all his strength to show a smile that he thought was the best in his life.

"Mom......" Hua Bing wanted to call her so.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't shout anything, not because of the hatred of being abandoned, but because of the unfamiliarity of the first meeting.

After thinking about it again and again, Hua Bing said, "He ...... Let me see what you're up to. ”

Not only could Hua Bing not shout the word "Mom", but even "Dad" he wanted to shout but couldn't.

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, Hua Bing's heart was tangled Liu Wurong fully understood that she had already prepared for this, and even she was prepared for the worst that Hua Bing would treat her coldly.

Holding a spatula, Liu Xurong did not look like the old Dong in the company at all, but really walked to Hua Bing's side like a mother.

"Look, get out of here!" Liu Xurong glared and said, "Don't run into the kitchen, be obedient." ”

"Uh...... I know. Hua Bing was pushed out of the kitchen by Liu Xurong.

Scratching his hair awkwardly, and looking back at the figure who was still busy, Hua Bing felt that something was taking root in his heart, occupying his heart little by little, making the winter warmer.

From the time he entered the house until now, there was no laughter, no tears, everything was so natural.

Hua Bing was very satisfied with this scene of meeting, as if he was not a child who had been separated from his parents for many years, and he had always been by their side.

As soon as I walked back into the hall, the door of the villa was suddenly opened.

"We're back, we're back...... What about the big brother? ”

Before he could see anyone, Hua Bing heard Hua Yao's voice coming in from outside the door.