"Let's go home! Let's go home! Thank you, girl!"

A pair of dry hands tightly grasped Xu Yi and took her home.

With tears in her eyes, Xiaomei followed the two men into the house.

"Old man, old man, please come out quickly. This girl said she brought Xiaomei back. Please come out quickly!"

As soon as she opened the door and asked Xu Yi to sit down, Zhang Xiangxiang shouted anxiously into the room.

Soon a man with a cane came out.

With half his face tilted, he asked incoherently, "Xiaomei is back? Is that true? Where is she?"

Looking at the man's appearance, Xiaomei burst into tears.

How did my parents become like this in just 8 years?

Looking at the situation of this family, Xu Yi felt sad.

Now that their only daughter is gone, the old couple can no longer live in peace.

I guess I spend every day missing you.

She waved her hand and a yellow talisman was stuck on Xiaomei's head.

Zhang Xiangxiang couldn't believe it when she saw the crying girl suddenly appear.

"Meimei, my Meimei, is that you?"

Wang Jiangang's eyes widened, half of his face twitched, and he asked vaguely: "Xiaomei?"

Xiaomei couldn't bear it any longer, rushed over and hugged them both.

"Mom, Dad, it's me, I'm back to see you!"

"Lu'er, my Lu'er!"

"Meimei! My dear daughter! Mommy misses you so much!"

The three of them hugged each other and cried loudly.

Xu Yi stood nearby, also with tears in her eyes. She turned her head to the side and quietly wiped away her tears.

But the tears kept flowing like a faucet.

After the three of them had cried enough, she asked, "Xiaomei, how did you die? And why are you still wandering around there?"