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Standing at the door of the house, ye Ziheng looked at the familiar door and raised his hand to knock on the door, but his hand was unable to help hanging in the air.

Four years, four years, ah, no news, I don't know what my parents will look like when I see myself again.

"Dong Dong Dong"

with a heavy heart, ye Ziheng knocked on his home door.

"The door is not locked. Open it."

Inside came his mother's voice, ye Ziheng held the door handle, a twist, the door will slowly open.

As soon as he entered the door, ye Ziheng saw his parents sitting on the sofa watching TV. After hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and looked at ye Ziheng.

"Come back."

Ye Ziheng's mother said.

"Well, back."

Ye Ziheng nodded and replied.

"Then go and wash the dishes in the kitchen."

Ye Ziheng's mother said again.

Hearing this, ye Ziheng was confused.

What! I've been away from home for four years! That's how you react? Am I your own!

But seeing that his parents were still there watching the TV play and ignored his own meaning, ye Ziheng had to sigh and then went to the kitchen to wash dishes. As for Xiaokui and Xiaohei, they were squatting on one side and watching TV respectively.

"How long will you stay back this time?"

Ye Ziheng's mother's voice came over the next time. Ye Ziheng washed the bowl in his hand and thought for a while.

"About a month or two."

Ye Ziheng said that although all the things that should be done are almost done, there are still a group of evil cult warriors here, and there is a faint trend of attack at the five main gates. For a long time after that, ye Ziheng is afraid to throw himself into the fight with the cult warriors.

Moreover, judging from the intelligence ability shown by the martial arts of the cult, ye Ziheng can confirm that they may have reached a state of being equal to or even more than the five major sects in terms of number.

Of course, in the world of martial arts, it is not the side with more people that can win. The more important thing is strength.

A strong force can defeat a hundred with one enemy, while a weak one is a useless person in the battlefield. If he goes up, he will die.

After listening to ye Ziheng's answer, ye Ziheng's mother hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stood up with a sigh.

"What do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy some dishes for you."

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and soon his face showed a smile, even busy way.

"As long as it's made by mom, I like it."

A faint smile appeared on ye Ziheng's mother's face, but before he had time to say anything, his father sitting on the sofa couldn't sit still and asked ye Ziheng.

"Do you like to eat what your father made?"

Hearing this, ye Ziheng was silent and quickly turned to brush his own bowl quietly without speaking.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's father couldn't help but look at ye Ziheng.

"Well, I'm going out to buy some vegetables. Let's talk about it."

Then he went out.

But I don't know why. At the moment when the door was closed, ye Ziheng seemed to hear a trace of crying. He didn't know where the voice came from. It was very small, and it only existed for a moment. He didn't know whether he had heard it wrong, but he still buried himself in washing his own bowl.

Soon, ye Ziheng washed all the dishes, wiped his hands and cleaned them up at will. Then he went to the living room, sat down beside his father and watched TV.