At the end of the party, everyone was arranged by the village chief to live in the corresponding place, and Mo Shangbei still followed He Qingyan back to Fengshou's house.

Early the next morning, when He Qingyan got up, he saw the crowd at the door.

She smiled, afraid that everyone knew that they were leaving, so they all came to see them off.

The village chief's daughter-in-law brought her boiled porridge and said, "Qingyan eldest niece, you like your aunt's porridge the most, and you can come back anytime if you want to drink it in the future." ”

"Got it, Auntie, I'll come back to see you again."

He Qingyan grabbed the hand of the village chief's daughter-in-law, reluctant to let go, if it weren't for the care of the uncles and aunts, there would be no current her, they gave her a second life.

"Yes, good boy." After the village chief's daughter-in-law finished speaking, she let go of her hand with tears in her eyes and turned to go out, she couldn't stay, she was afraid that she couldn't help crying.

Several people sat around and began to eat silently, and there were a lot of people outside, and several people's hearts were like pressing on a big stone, and they couldn't get rid of it.

Everyone knows that Qingyan's journey is not easy, and the villagers are desperate to save her and take care of her, they will never forget this love, let alone dare to forget.

In just a few days, this dilapidated small mountain village carried their great joys and sorrows, and they experienced the simplicity and sincerity of the people.

After eating and tidying up a little, He Qingyan took the lead in walking out of the door, and people automatically made way of a path.

He Qingyan held a smiling face, said goodbye to everyone one by one, and finally walked to the front of the car, several children took her hand regardless of it.

"Sister Qingyan, I don't want you to go."

"Sister Qingyan, will you come back?"

"Sister Qingyan, I still want to hear your story."

"Sister Qingyan...

A childish child's voice suddenly hooked the most fragile and soft place in her heart, and the strong smile couldn't be maintained, and tears instantly spread, and a drop of tears slipped down the corners of her eyes.

"Well, my sister will come back to see you, remember to study hard and not be lazy, otherwise you won't have a chance to see the big world outside."

He Qingyan hugged a few children one by one, bowed deeply to the people in the village, and got up for a long time before wiping the corners of his eyes and getting into the car.

As he drifted away, He Qingyan could still see the crowd in the mirror that had been reluctant to disperse for a long time.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the car finally arrived at its destination, and at He Qingyan's insistence, everyone went back to their homes, only Mo Shangbei couldn't drive away, and Xiao Yang also stayed by He Qingfeng's side and didn't leave.

With heavy steps, He Qingyan stood at the door of the house, and He Qingfeng opened the door with the key.

The moment he entered the house, He Qingyan only felt a sense of coldness, as if he was not popular.

Standing at the door, she saw her mother sitting motionless by the window, the back was slumped, and she could see a bulging back, even when the door rang, the person was motionless, as if it had nothing to do with her, she only cared about things outside the window.

He Qingyan moved his steps, stood in front of his back, squatted down and slowly hugged the person, and said softly: "Mom, I'm back." ”

The person who was hugged suddenly stiffened, a withered face slowly turned his head, looking at this person who had disappeared for a long time, staring for a while, Mother He's eyes moved, tears were left in the corners of her eyes, and her dry hands trembled and held He Qingyan's face.

His lips trembled for a long time, and finally said: "Qingyan, Mom knows that it's wrong, Mom won't force you anymore, you can do whatever you want, you hurry home okay." ”