Luo Qingyang threw down the bag he was carrying, walked forward quickly, was emotional, and couldn't wait to hug his old father.

Dad looked a little older than when he went to see him a few months ago, and he knew that his dad had been the hardest in all these years.

Unlike the cold prison, the father and son once again hugged and cried in this familiar environment under the warm sun.

Before Luo Qingyang was imprisoned, he was a young man with a bright future and a promising future.

Although his family is poor, he is handsome, has excellent academic performance, and has rare good popularity; Years later, when he returned again, he became a man who would bear the reputation of a labor prisoner for the rest of his life.

"Dad, I'm sorry, over the years, my son has never honored you. I'm so old that I can't take on the responsibility of the family alone, you have worked hard. ”

Luo Qingyang looked at his father's gray hair, sunken eye sockets, and furrows on his face, and his tone was full of guilt, and it took him a lot of strength to control his tears from flowing down.

"Dad is fine, I don't blame you, as long as you come back, it's fine. The two of us can spend this year together. ”

Luo Youfu's heart was full of passion, and the pairs on his son couldn't help but tremble.

When his son returned, he didn't know how happy he was, so he quickly stepped forward to pick up his son's luggage and put it in the house.

At this time, Luo Youfu had eased his mood, but the reddened eyes and slightly moist corners of his eyes still showed how excited he was at this moment.

He touched his son's face with trembling eyes, and said involuntarily, "I've lost weight again!" “

Luo Qingyang couldn't help laughing, "Dad, I'm not thin, you have weighed a few pounds since you saw me last time!" “

Perhaps all parents in the world think their children are the best.

I always can't help but pity, I always can't help but care, I always say that you are not fat at all on your obviously fleshy face, and persuade you to eat more.

Father and son don't know how much to say.

For years, they could only talk a few words through the prison bars.

And now, at last, they no longer have to worry about prison guards urging them to hurry.

"Yangyang, why did you come back this year, I'm still going to see you on the tenth day of the new year! I didn't expect you to come back. Luo Youfu couldn't help but ask.

Thinking of his son spending six cold Chinese New Year's Eve in the cold prison, his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Luo Qingyang looked at his father, who had always been tough, and his eyes were red again, and he couldn't help but have an astringent voice.

He swallowed his throat, went to the duffel bag and took out a piece of paper, "Dad, look at this, I was rated as an excellent rehabilitator by the prison, and with my good performance in the past few years, the prison director applied for early release for me, and specially asked me to come back to accompany you for the New Year as soon as possible!" “

He had a gentle and sunny smile, not at all like a rehabilitated person who had just left prison.

Because it was too tall, coupled with long hours of high-intensity labor, he was slightly hunchbacked.

But he still had the same handsome face as he was a year ago, and his warm eyes were embedded in his eye sockets, making his whole person look very gentle.

I have to say that although his mother is not a good wife and mother, she gave him a good-looking face.

Years in prison have made his temperament more stable, and he has no frivolity at all.

Luo Youfu carefully picked up the piece of paper, with some emotion.

He didn't expect that such a fluttering piece of paper would make his son come back early.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^