Chen Qingxuan turned around and looked at Chen Fan.

"It's okay, I was just intoxicated by the steam. You two bring the dishes over."

"good!"

Chen Qingxuan and Chen Aijun immediately stopped fighting and walked out with the dishes. Chen Fan looked outside with red, moist eyes: "Bai Luo, Nightingale... The children have grown up... Even if I go there tomorrow, I will feel relieved!"

After a while, a large table of dishes was laid out on the table.

After breakfast,

It was already half past ten. Chen Fan, Chen Qingxuan and Chen Aijun packed up everything and walked out the door.

Chen Fan locked the rusty lock again. He stared at the rusty lock in a trance for a long time. Then he turned around and handed the key to Chen Qingxuan.

"Qingxuan, this little house will be handed over to you from now on..."

Chen Qingxuan took it with red eyes.

Chen Fan patted her shoulder gently.

"Let's go, while there's still life. Dad wants to go see his brothers..."

Chen Fan got into the car, and then the convoy headed towards the airport. After a while, an airplane soared into the sky.

A few hours later,

After the plane landed, the convoy that had been prepared long ago headed towards the Wadian border.

soon,

The convoy arrived at a small mountain village and followed the mountain road of the village, circling up. After driving for more than an hour, there was no road for cars, so everyone got off the car and continued to climb.

After a long time, we finally reached the top of the mountain.

When Chen Fan reached the top of the mountain, several figures stumbled over. Then, they stumbled to one knee and cried out in a sobbing voice, "Master!"