"Well, this is not a dream, this is reality." Xu Sangtian taught earnestly, "Okay, stand up quickly, they are all far away, we have to hurry up." As he spoke, he pulled up Lin Ziyue, who had weak legs, and followed the large army.

Xu Santian wanted to go to Xie Jinsong's side, but Lin Ziyue was reluctant to get close to the iceberg male god, so Xu Santian had no choice but to walk at the back of the team with her.

Ningxiang is so familiar to Xie Jinsong that it has been carved into his bones. He knows every brick, tile, and stone scattered on the ground here, and everything here is also familiar with his appearance and tenderness hidden deep in his bones.

So even if the village chief doesn't come to pick him up, he can follow the route in his memory. But their enthusiasm made him unable to refuse, just like his parents were welcoming a child who had not returned home for a long time, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

Walking along the path of Ningxiang, I walked into the alleys between the small buildings built of red bricks, and the smell was full of rustic smell.

"Last year, all the houses in the village were built and everyone moved into new houses. Everyone is clamoring to write you a thank you note, and I said that you are so busy every day, how can you have time to watch it. The village chief had a kind face and talked with Xie Jinsong cordially, and his words were full of thanks to Xie Jinsong.

Xie Jinsong changed his coldness just now and became gentle, as if he was a beautiful son: "Uncle Shi, I'm not so busy." I'll read all your letters. ”

"Ahem, what is there to see what we villagers write, I just thought, I have to lead everyone well, and I won't let you down when you come. This is more true than those letters. ”

Xie Jinsong gently hooked his lips, and seemed to like talking to Uncle Shi very much: "Uncle Shi, you have always brought everyone very well. Ningxiang now is much better than Ningxiang twenty-three years ago......"

Just as the two were greeting, a childish voice came: "Brother Xie!" The child's voice was crisp and loud, full of joy, innocent and lovely.

Following where the voice came, a little girl with two pigtails and a red face staggered towards Xie Jinsong. She was wearing a small white dress, but because of playfulness, the little white dress was already covered with mud and looked dusty.

Xu Sangtian thought that Xie Jinsong would dodge, after all, she clearly remembered Xie Jinsong's disgusted eyes when she was drunk and the action of directly pulling Xie Jinxiao to block the gun.

But this scene really happened in front of Xu Sangtian's eyes, she watched the little girl running over covered in mud and hugged Xie Jinsong's legs!

The dirt on the skirt left a large patch of dust on his expensive suit pants, Xie Jinsong not only did not retreat from her, but squatted down with a gentle smile to meet the little girl's line of sight, grabbed the little girl with one hand and patted her head affectionately with the other, and the words he said were even more gentle enough to be tired of death: "Xiaoqiu has grown taller, why did she run over by herself, brother?" ”

Xu Sangtian suspected that Xie Jinsong in front of her must have exchanged souls with some gentle little brother, otherwise how could someone who was as cold as ice to her every day be so gentle!

Miss Xu was puzzled, so she ran to Xie Jinsong and asked him what he was asking! Her dark blue pupils contracted with shock, and she really couldn't overlap the person in front of her with the cold and arrogant Xie Jinsong into one person. Today, she can be regarded as having seen one of the treasures of China, the face swapping technique.