According to the previous police guidance, Chen Xin drove the car to the river beach near the town.

"Looks like it's become a passageway." Looking at the place where it should have been the surface of the river and fresh ruts, Chen Xin couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps it was getting closer and closer to his parents, and Chen Xin's mood became very happy.

Zeng Liu and the others have been placed in the town's shelter by Chen Xin, and among the four, Sister Ning and Old Tang seem very happy, although they are still a little nervous and nervous about the unfamiliar environment, but they can meet an official shelter that has a large population living and is still in operation to settle down, which is a dream for Sister Ning and Old Tang.

Xiao Yezi didn't have any doubts about this, but fell into the anxiety of going back to school.

Only Zeng Liu seemed a little uncomfortable, and he seemed a little hesitant when he got out of the car.

Chen Xin didn't pay attention to this, or even if he found Zeng Liu's abnormality, he wouldn't say anything, after all, it was just four strangers who were rescued casually, and it was already benevolent and righteous to be able to send them here.

So after handing over the four of them to the official staff in the town, Chen Xin drove away in a hurry.

Walking along the rut marks on the original river, Chen Xin couldn't help but think of the story his mother told him, when his mother was young, she lived in the mountains of her hometown, there were no roads at that time, and the mountains would be closed when it snowed, and it was very inconvenient for people in the village to enter and exit the mountains, so they could only rely on the river to walk on the river after it was frozen.

But that was when Chen Xin's mother was a child, the river has rarely been frozen over the years, and the village has long been connected to the road, and no one has walked across the river in winter for many years.

But now, apparently, the river has once again fulfilled its function as a transportation route.

Going up the river, as the river on both sides became narrower and narrower, Chen Xin knew that he was about to reach home.

Although he has never lived here since he was a child, home does not mean a place or a house, but a place where his family lives.

Only where there is a family can it be called home, and it is the destination of the soul.

Finally, Chen Xin drove the car to the mountain village where his hometown was located.

Although it is covered in snow, Chen Xin can still make out the general terrain.

There is a small ditch that runs through the village, although it has long been filled with snow, but from the results of the radar scan and the footage captured by the drone's camera, Chen Xin can still vaguely identify this small ditch where he caught crabs when he was a child.

The field on the edge of the ditch was my grandfather's own field, and he had planted sesame seeds in this field when he was young, although the land had long since changed.

The small flat land in the village is the former rice farm, and the village used to dry rice, but there are fewer and fewer people drying rice in recent years.

Chen Xin parked the car at the head of the village, there is no too wide road in the village, and it was possible to drive in the past, but now Chen Xin's big car is obviously impossible to drive in.

After parking the car, Chen Xin changed into a protective suit, although it was not convenient to wear clothes with a broken hand, Chen Xin still used both hands and mouth, quickly put the protective suit on his body, and put on a protective mask and was ready.

Opening the car door, Chen Xin held a snow pole in his left hand, changed into specially prepared snow walking boots on his feet, and walked towards the village with some difficulty with one hand.

It seems that in order to be able to accept the supplies brought from the town, the village still swept away a piece of snow on the bank of the river, the snow in this area is not so thick, and Chen Xin is not particularly troublesome to walk, only occasionally standing unsteadily, and needs snow poles to support his body.

Even so, he quickly made his way to the village.

The village has long been different from Chen Xin's memory, all the houses have been buried by snow, even the ancestral hall that the village people attach the most importance to, the old house left over from the Ming Dynasty is now crushed by the snow, completely buried underneath by the snow.

In addition to these, the biggest difference is that there is an extra snow-covered hill next to the village, where there was originally a mountain col and fields, and the snow that has been swept away on the ground just extends here, so that Chen Xin can judge that this is the refuge of the village without thinking.

Chen Xin can see that this is not the kind of shelter that is completely dug into the ground, but the building part of the shelter that has been dug up halfway, and then the excavated soil layer is covered on the building, so as to quickly build a thick enough soil layer in this simple way, rather than actually digging a hole in the mountain in a more expensive way.

In fact, Yanguo was able to resettle most of the country's population in three months, and the shelters built in this way accounted for a large part of the credit, after all, a considerable part of the country's rural population lived in such shelters.

Chen Xin walked along the road to the door of the shelter, there were ruts and footprints on the ground, Chen Xin could see that there should be people coming in and out here, and the snow on the ground was not frozen or covered, obviously these marks did not last long.

However, Chen Xin didn't care about this, but stood in front of the gate of the shelter, took out the radio station, and shouted into the radio according to the communication channel told him by the town police before.

"Anyone's in it? Can anyone hear me? Chen Xin shouted into the radio in the dialect of his hometown, although the cold wind around him, the snowflakes blown by the wind almost instantly turned him into a snowman, even if he was wearing protective clothing, it was cold, but Chen Xin still felt a fire in his heart.

He's about to meet his parents, and how can he not be excited!

Soon, a voice came from the radio, and the familiar local voice made Chen Xin so excited that he almost couldn't even hold the radio station in his hand: "Which one?" What's the matter? Didn't this week's supplies just arrive in the morning? ”

"Second uncle, it's me, Ah Xin! Open the door! Chen Xin shouted excitedly, of course he could hear his second uncle's voice.

"Ah Xin? Why did you little cub come back? The second uncle was obviously startled by Chen Xin's sudden appearance, and there was a stumbling and shouting voice on the radio: "You wait, I'll call someone to open the door!" ”

Chen Xin waited apprehensively, his chest thumping, and he inhaled hard to calm himself down a little.

The second uncle didn't let Chen Xin wait for a long time, and soon someone opened the door of the shelter, and what appeared in front of Chen Xin were his long-lost relatives, as well as his parents.

"Dad! Mother! I am back! Chen Xin shouted, and tears finally burst out of his eyes.