Pei Baoshan, who was brushing his teeth, stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction of the door in disbelief.
What did he just hear?
Pei Huai was back?
It was early in the morning. Could it be that he was hallucinating because he did not sleep well?
Before Pei Baoshan could continue doubting himself, there was another knock on the door. "Pei Baoshan?
Wang Cuilan!
Your Pei Huai is back!
Open the door! "
The voice was sonorous and forceful, and it was clearly heard.
It was not a hallucination!
Pei Baoshan did not hesitate any longer. He ran to the door with the enamel jar and opened it in a fluster.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Pei Huai walking over with two boxes in his hands. Pei Huai was accompanied by many villagers who were watching the commotion.
Wang Cuilan, who had been eating in the kitchen, also rushed out at this moment. He did not even have time to put down the spatula in his hands and just stood there in a daze in the courtyard.
When Pei Huai saw the expressions on their faces, he felt a little bitter.
It was his fault for not coming back for such a long time.
Before Pei Huai could say anything, Pei Jing had already walked over to Wang Cuilan. He looked up at Wang Cuilan with a confused expression. "Grandma, who's back?"
His childish voice attracted Wang Cuilan's attention.
Wang Cuilan blinked. All the excitement, excitement, and bitterness disappeared without a trace.
He glanced at Pei Huai, who was still standing outside the door expressionlessly. Wang Cuilan said calmly, "Xiao Jing, your father is back."
When he heard Wang Cuilan's words, Pei Jing looked at Pei Huai with a pair of bright, black eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.
Father.
This word was unfamiliar to the young Pei Jing.
Since he could remember, all the children in the village had fathers, but he did not.
But it did not matter.
In the past, his grandparents, uncle, and aunt were all very good to him.
Later on, his mother also treated him very well.
It didn't matter if he didn't have a father.
But now, his father was back.
Pei Jing blinked her big eyes. Her eyes were misty and soon turned red.
Pei Jing's skin was white, and his eyes were red. Anyone could see it at a glance.
When she saw that Pei Jing's eyes were red and filled with tears, her heart instantly ached. She quickly squatted down and pulled him into her embrace. "Xiao Jing, what's wrong?
Don't cry, don't cry!
Grandma made your favorite food. Let's go and eat. We still have to go to school after eating! "
As he spoke, Wang Cuilan grabbed Pei Jing's hand and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
At the door, Pei Baoshan had also recovered from his excitement. He raised his eyes and took a glance at Pei Huai before taking a step back. "You're back?
Then come in. Close the door when you come in. "
They all lived in the same village. Who wouldn't know each other?
These people had followed Pei Huai here early in the morning. Wasn't it to watch the show?
They could solve their own problems behind closed doors. How could they let outsiders watch the show?
Pei Huai was tall and had long legs. He walked through the door in two steps.
After entering the door, he placed the two boxes in his hands on the ground. He turned around, nodded at the people standing outside, and closed the door.