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The iron door at the door of the house was not locked. It was estimated that he would come back and opened it to meet him.

Xu Qingdu dragged his suitcase along the small stone road and suddenly found that everything in the house had not changed at all from six years ago.

The flowers and plants he planted in the yard are still growing in a mold. It seems that some people regularly prune, water and fertilize them.

The swing built under the big banyan tree is still there, and next to his little swing, which can only sit down before his skeleton has fully grown up, a big swing that can accommodate two adults' physiques is built.

The stone tables and benches in the yard are still there. When he was a child, he accidentally cracked a crack, and the repaired stone bench is still in use.

Everything in the yard was familiar to him six years ago.

The roller of the suitcase slides on the stone slab. Xu Qingdu carries the suitcase to the eaves. The hand that reaches out to ring the bell stops. The password lock in the door is replaced by fingerprint unlocking.

But before he had time to test his fingerprints, the door was opened from inside.

A woman in a linen grey knitted dress opened the door, pulled down her shawl, laughed at him, and reached out to mop his suitcase.

"Xiaodu? Come in

In this short time, Xu Qingdu looked at the woman quickly. She was a gentle woman with gentle temperament. Her eyebrows and eyes were just like those of women in Jiangnan.

This man has his mother's temperament, and is indeed the woman his father Xu Hualin would like.

Xu Qingdu's mother died of illness when he was very young. Xu Hualin, a big man with Xu Qingdu, has been a father and mother since then. Even though the company's business is very busy, he will send Xu Qingdu, who goes to the company to wait for him to go home, and chat with him in the car.

So Xu Qingdu has always had a good impression of his father. Even if he came out of the cabinet and was beaten with a broom and left home after a big quarrel with him, Xu Qingdu would still call home when he was free.

In the first few months, Xu Hualin didn't want to answer his phone calls at all, but he still called whenever he was free. Over time, Xu Hualin began to communicate with him over the phone.

They are like ordinary father and son. They talk about the topics that can be talked about between father and son. When the weather changes, they say to each other that they should pay attention to their bodies in the new season. However, none of them mentioned going home and falling in love.

Their father and son are so similar. Xu Hualin knows that Xu Qingdu can earn money by playing games outside, so he never tells him to go home and admit his mistakes. Xu Qingdu knows that Xu Hualin fell in love with a single woman of his age, so he never talks to Xu Hualin about whether he is too lonely and needs company.

This is the tacit understanding between their father and son.

"Hello, my name is Song Yun."

Xu Qingdu looks at Song Yun's smiling face and smiles.

"Auntie, it's OK. I'll take it myself. It's heavy."

Song Yun also wants to say something, but seeing Xu Qingdu busy entering the door, she first brought him slippers and asked him to change them.

When Xu Qingdu changed his shoes, he took a look at the living room and found that Xu Hualin was sitting on the sofa with a newspaper. It seemed that he did not intend to look at him at all.

After noticing Xu Qingdu's eyes, Song Yun went up from the gate of the gate, dragged Xu Qingdu's suitcase aside, and whispered to Xu Hualin, "your father has been listening to the outside in the morning."

Xu Qingdu changed his shoes and stood up and gave a friendly place to Song Yun.