Chapter 2: Return II

Ringing Noon –

The warm sun in winter is always loved, and a trace of warmth is continuously delivered to every corner.

"Knock knock~"

The old man was reading today's newspaper on the ondol, and just after reading the first page, he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Coming~ Wait a minute" The old man folded the newspaper and put it aside, and hurriedly put on cotton slippers and walked to the hall.

When I opened the door, I saw a couple dressed in thick cotton jackets and carrying some things in their hands smiling at the person who opened the door for them.

"Dad, I'm back," the man standing at the door said first.

"It's Xiaofeng and Xuemei, come, come on, come into the house, it's cold outside" The old man didn't know how happy he was when he saw his son and daughter-in-law coming back, so he quickly turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water.

"Dad, you just sit, you're not in good health, just let Xuemei get it" After the man put the things in his hand aside, he looked at his father in the kitchen and said distressedly.

"Dad, let me come, you go sit outside" Xuemei took the teapot in the old man's hand to her hand, then put it aside, turned around and helped the old man to sit on the sofa in the hall.

"Tang Feng, you haven't been back for a month, what have you been busy in the provincial capital recently?" Tang Feng's father, Tang Qiguo, looked at his son sitting opposite and asked.

"I'm not busy, the unit is on holiday today, come back to see you and Tang Lan, by the way, Tang Lan hasn't gotten off work yet? Today is New Year's Day," Tang Feng said.

"My daughter is on her way back, she only goes to work in the morning today, and she will arrive later" Before Tang Feng's father could reply, Tang Feng's wife Liu Xuemei walked out with freshly heated boiling water and said.

"Oh, yes, let's start cooking, take out all the dishes in the bag and cook them, thank you for your hard work," Tang Feng said, pointing to the dishes he had purchased from the provincial capital on the table.

"Well, Dad, I'm going to cook first, you and Tang Feng will chat for a while" Liu Xuemei reached out and lifted the bag on the table, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

On the cement road in the countryside, Tang Lan was driving a car to her home, and when she got off work, she received a message that her parents had arrived at her grandfather's house.

When he almost arrived at the entrance of the village, Tang Lan found that a man was standing in front of him blocking the way, and he looked at the village motionless in the snow, but strangely, he didn't have a single snowflake on his body.

"Didi~!"

Tang Lan couldn't bear to press the horn, this sound seemed to alarm the man in front of him, and he turned around slowly.

"Ah!!!It's you?!!" Tang Lan was shocked when he saw the face of the man in front of him, the man in front of him was the young man who rescued the middle-aged man who fell to the ground this morning, and he was still fanning him this morning.

"Oh, it's you, you live here?" the man squinted, looked at Tang Lan, who had already opened the car door and stepped out of the car, said with a smile.

"Well, yes, I live here, and so do you? But I've never seen you?" Tang Lan was a little happy in her heart, but also a little puzzled.

"Well, I haven't lived here for a long time," the man looked sideways at the village behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Really, that's so fateful... Uh, I mean, it's too much of a coincidence" Tang Lan realized that he was a little embarrassed to speak, and hurriedly changed his words: "By the way, my name is Tang Lan, I don't know what your name is, handsome guy?"

"Tang Mu..." Tang Mu said his name lightly, he wanted to go directly to his home today, but he didn't know that his relatives at home were still there, and he had been hesitant outside the village and didn't dare to go in, perhaps for fear that the hope he had been looking for for so long would suddenly be shattered.

"Hello, Tang Mu, why don't you go in together, it's too cold outside," Tang Lan said politely.

"I'm really sorry, due to the passage of time, my hometown has changed too much, and I don't know where my home is for a while," Tang Mu said with a helpless smile.

"Ha, I thought it was a big deal, go, go to my house, anyway, I won't be able to find my home for a while, just go to my place and sit for a while, my dad is back today, you can ask him, he must know your original relatives, no more, my grandfather knows 100%!" Tang Lan said with a smile.

"This.... It's okay, there's Miss Lao," Tang Mu said politely.

"Why do you speak so much like the ancients... Let's get in the car, let's go in together" After speaking, he walked up to the main driver's seat, Tang Mu smiled and opened the door of the passenger seat and sat down.

Maybe because of the sun at noon, it was still snowing in the morning, but it stopped at the moment, and there were many children playing on the road in the village, some building snowmen, some having snowball fights, but it was lively.

"Tang Feng, call Xiaolan and ask where you are back, the meals are all ready, and they are all hot in the steamer" Liu Xuemei shouted sideways to Tang Feng, who was chatting in the hall.

"Okay, got it," Tang Feng responded.

"Knock knock~"

"Look at it, someone knocked on the door just about to make a call, and it was 100% Xiaolan who came back" Tang Feng put down the mobile phone in his hand, quickly stood up and walked to the door, and the old man Tang Qiguo on the side also put down the water cup in his hand and looked at the door.

"Dad, I'm back!I haven't seen you for a long time" As soon as Tang Feng opened the door, Tang Lan hugged him.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and go to the house, it's cold outside, hey, there are guests?" Tang Feng gently pushed away Tang Lan, who was hugging him, and looked sideways at the back.

"Ah, I almost forgot, this is the miracle doctor I sent a message to you this morning, but it's amazing, I just met him at the entrance of our village, so I invited him to sit at our house" Tang Lan said a little shyly.

"Hello, hello, come on, come into the house, it's cold outside, Xiaolan, you go and help your mother first"

"But..."

"But what, go quickly, I want to get to know the miracle doctor you said" Tang Feng looked at Tang Mu with glowing eyes, as if he felt that the relationship between the man in front of him and his daughter was not ordinary.

"Come, sit down, the house is simple, don't be surprised, this is my father, Tang Lan's grandfather" Tang Feng said to Tang Mu while laughing.

"Thank you very much for your uncle's invitation, I don't have any gifts in my hands to visit, I'm really ashamed" Tang Mu replied politely, and then sat down.

"Is this Xiaolan's boyfriend? Drink tea" Tang Qiguo hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it over, Tang Mu also hurriedly reached out to take it, but when Tang Qiguo and Tang Mu looked at each other, both of them were suddenly stunned, and their hands remained in the air.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Tang Feng saw that Tang Mu and his father were a little strange, so he asked.

"Child.... What's your name...."Tang Qiguo's hands suddenly trembled a little, and the tea in the cup in his hand was about to shake out, Tang Mu hurriedly reached out to hold the hand of the old man opposite, and at this moment, a warm current was exported from Tang Mu's hand into Tang Qiguo's body, because Tang Mu felt that Tang Qiguo's heart was suddenly beating very strongly, and it was very dangerous for him who was already over a hundred years old, so Tang Mu input a spiritual power to protect his heart in case of an accident.

"Junior... Tang Dynasty... "Tang Mu said slowly.

"Smack~"

There was a sound of a broken teacup, and Liu Xuemei and Tang Lan in the kitchen hurriedly came out to see what was going on when they heard the sound.

"No.... It can't be, how can it be so like... It's too similar...."Tang Qiguo looked at Tang Mu in front of him, his eyes suddenly became rosy, and his hands grabbed Tang Mu's hand tightly, and Tang Mu also slowly secretly injected spiritual power to stabilize Tang Qiguo's heart.

"Dad, it's just that it just happens to have the same name, and my brother is older than me, and Tang Mu in front of him looks like he's only in his 20s" Tang Feng hurriedly sat next to Tang Qiguo and comforted.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I'm too excited, kid, I'm sorry" Tang Qiguo also woke up a little under his son's reminder, and hurriedly let go of Tang Mu's hand and wiped the tears from his old eyes.

"Tang Feng, what's wrong?" asked Liu Xuemei with a worried face.

"Yes, Dad, what's wrong with you, you can't sit down for a while?" Tang Lan looked at Tang Mu and asked his father.

"It's okay, it's okay, you guys should have lunch first. Tang Feng said, about Tang Mu's matter, he only listened to his mother when he became an adult, Tang Mu disappeared mysteriously when he was a teenager, his family couldn't find it, there was no news at all, as time went by, and his mother's death, Tang Mu's matter was temporarily shelved, after all, his mother had been inquiring about Tang Mu's news when he was alive, and this inquiry was more than sixty years, and his mother also left with regret, and his father often picked up the photo album to see.

At this time, Tang Mu closed his eyes slightly, and after exhaling lightly, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the face sitting opposite that he could never forget, even if his face was full of wrinkles now. He was very sure that Tang Qiguo in front of him was his father, and the middle-aged man Tang Feng next to him should be his younger brother, he didn't expect that so many things had happened in the more than 60 years since he left.

"Tang Mu, don't be surprised, my father is often like this, the meals should be ready, why don't you eat first" Tang Feng felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly spoke.

"Tang Lan, perhaps.... I found my home..... I've been searching for sixty years in the void... Huh.." Tang Mu closed his eyes slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at Tang Qiguo, who was sitting opposite, Tang Mu, who was sixty years old, saw his biological father again at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but be rosy, he didn't want to hide anything, and he wasn't afraid that the family in front of him would doubt him, the only thing he wanted to do now was to recognize his relatives and find back the warmth of his family, sixty years of pain and pain, isn't it just to be reunited today?

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence of surprise and doubt, Tang Qiguo's somewhat chapped lips trembled slightly, looking at the young man in front of him who looked very similar to his son who disappeared sixty years ago, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly became excited.

"Don... Tang Mu... Mr. Tang, what are you talking nonsense... Aren't you only in your twenties?" Tang Lan took the lead in breaking the somewhat frighteningly quiet situation, and Tang Feng rarely mentioned to her about her father and a missing brother.

"Tang Mu... My dad is over a hundred years old this year, and his health is not very good, don't make jokes!" Tang Feng stroked Tang Qiguo's back and looked at the young man of unknown origin in front of him seriously.

"Why did my mother Liu Xin pass away?" Tang Mu didn't listen to Tang Lan and Tang Feng's words, but continued to look at Tang Qiguo and asked slowly.

Hearing Tang Mu say the name Liu Xin, Tang Feng and they were very surprised, because only Tang Qiguo and Tang Feng knew this name, Liu Xin was Tang Feng's biological mother, and later Tang Feng changed his name to Liu Lan after studying in college, so unless it was a very close person, it was impossible for anyone to know the name Liu Xin.

And when Tang Qiguo heard Tang Mu say his wife's previous name, the tears in his old eyes had already welled up, and at this moment he was even more convinced that the young man in front of him, who looked very similar to his wife, was definitely his son who disappeared sixty years ago, but now the only thing that made him wonder was why more than sixty years had passed, and Tang Mu in front of him was still the same as in his twenties.