It was a wonderful time for people to reunite in the crisp autumn weather, just like the green leaves framed by the golden scenery. The parents of the thirteen people took care of the complicated affairs of the college and took the thirteen people home to talk.

Along the road, many people said something: "The thirteenth boy has gone home."

"I heard that the Thirteen Heroes of Qingya have returned and are going home today. They are really honoring their ancestors."

"Who says it's not the case? We shouldn't line up to greet you at home?"

"It's better to have a big banquet. In this way, you can also "come to visit"."

"It's really nice to visit at home. You can see the true appearance of the thirteen people."

Passers-by each have their own ideas and purposes. They come and go in a hurry, and in this place, they are often just passers-by.

But little did they know that thirteen people and a group of parents were hiding in the crowd and heard this conversation.

How can any young hero return home and honor his ancestors? It's just that the children at home are returning late, causing worries among relatives and friends.

How could there be any queue to welcome him, but a few words of reproach would be the real thing.

This blame is not for anything else but for returning late...

The young man returned late, and his relatives and friends were longing for him. It is true that he saved the world. Have you ever thought about yourself and your family?

Which parents are not "selfish" to their children? Regardless of everything else, talk about peaceful years and prosperity of the family?

In my heart, I only hope that my children can be safe and happy, and have a happy life.

If it weren't for their children's sincere wishes and lifelong aspirations, if there wasn't a glimmer of hope, many parents would have given up on their families and gone to heaven and earth long ago.

Fortunately, I finally returned home. Finally, I returned home...

After leaving Shengyun City, everyone dispersed and returned to their homes.

Yukong was on his familiar route, and the color of the sky and the earth had not changed, but the houses under the clouds seemed to have changed a new look a long time ago.

It's more magnificent and peaceful. It's like returning to the old days, but things have changed and people have changed everywhere, but people remain the same.

Touching the scene evokes emotions, recalling the past is unforgettable. How can we not know that the years have changed, and it has long been no longer the same time as before, that worry-free age?

The journey was obviously very short, but it seemed like thousands of miles away. However, in just three years, many things became more and more unfamiliar.

After all, we arrived home, things were different and people were different, everything was the same as before, and the feelings were the same.

The people in the respective families of the thirteen people are all filled with emotion and sincere love for each other. They feel that time flies by and are glad that their loved ones are finally gone.

When I return, the mountains and rivers are still the same, and the doors and courtyards are still the same. But time has passed, and I can never go back to the carefree youth, and I can never sigh about the long years.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but the parents of the thirteen families are surprisingly consistent in keeping their homes in the old style. Even the decoration, interior decoration, and fine carvings, everything is as it was before.

How can this situation not make people secretly sad? But they are glad that their relatives are still there and all their old friends are back.

Maybe he is still young, maybe he is pretending to be carefree and is afraid of causing worries and sadness to his relatives and friends.

The thirteen people followed their parents in their own house and talked about the big and small things over the years.

If you take a closer look, you will see that even Shuili and his wife, who are known for not caring about their children, are Jiang Linshuang, the father of Jiang Yuyao who has a straight face and is very demanding, and Zhang Ya, the mother of Yi Xiao, who never expresses satisfaction.

Whose eyes were filled with mist and eyes were reddish? So much so that the thirteen people concealed many of the story's difficulties one by one, and even kept silent about many of them.
Chapter completed!