Chapter 1732

Song Qingfeng looked at his parents and son, who were getting closer and closer to him. His tears could no longer be controlled, "Dad! Mother! Ziyuan! I'm back! " He had countless memories of such scenes, thinking that when he was strong, he could think of a way to come back and reunite with his family, but as time went by, he was still disappointed.

"Breeze! My son! Where have you been these years? Why don't you come back? " Song's mother came forward and hugged song Qingfeng in tears. At that time, when she got the news of Qingfeng's disappearance, she cried and fainted several times, hoping for a miracle all the time. Qingfeng just went far away and didn't die. He would come back. But as time went by, she knew it was just her own extravagance. Did not expect the miracle really appeared, although appeared very late, but as long as the breeze can come back, she is happy.

"Mother! Dad! I'm sorry! You've been worried all these years. " Song Qingfeng looks at his aged parents with guilt.

"Just come back, just come back." Song's father looked at Song Qingfeng with a smile and tears, and his eyes were full of joy. As long as the breeze can come back, it's better than anything.

"Let's go in and talk." Song's mother reaches for song Qingfeng's hand and holds it tightly.

"Good!" Song Qingfeng nodded with a smile and walked towards the house.

Looking at several people crying and laughing into the house, Lin Xiaohua shook her head with a smile, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, went forward, picked up the bags and baskets on the ground, and walked towards the house. She plans to put things away and leave. They are reunited. It's not suitable for her to be an outsider.

"Mr. Song, this is what you bought." Lin Xiaohua put the bag on the table.

"Oh." Song Qingfeng nodded with a smile. Lin Xiaohua didn't bring it in. He really forgot these things. Over the years, he has been used to taking things into the storage ring and space. He is not used to carrying things all at once.

"I'll leave first, and I'll come back to you tomorrow morning, grandfather song, grandmother song, teacher's mother, Ziyuan. Goodbye." Waving to the crowd, Lin Xiaohua walked out of the Song family.

Song Qingfeng steps forward, closes the door and arranges an array.

Seeing his family looking at him with strange eyes, song Qingfeng said with a smile, "you must want to know why I don't come back since I'm not dead?"

Liu Yuqing nodded. Qingfeng is not an irresponsible person, otherwise he would not be swept away by the mountain torrents because of his students. There must be a reason why he did not come back for so many years.

"Sit down first, and I'll tell you slowly." Song Qingfeng went to several people and said with a smile.

Liu Yuqing nodded and sat down. They are really curious now. They really want to know what the reason is. Qingfeng has been missing for ten years.

Song Qingfeng also sat down, took out a pot of tea and several empty cups, and helped Liu Yuqing pour a cup for each of them.

Seeing that song Qingfeng took out a pot of tea and a cup out of thin air, Liu Yuqing's eyes widened in surprise. When did Qingfeng learn to do magic?

Song Qingfeng looked at the crowd, "I was swept away by the mountain torrents that time. When I woke up, I found myself in a strange place, which is not on the earth."

"It's not on earth. Is it alien?" Song Ziyuan sneered. Over the years, he saw his mother and grandparents grieve for his father, and he has always grieved for his father, because in his heart, his father is a great man, and he has always admired him since he was young.

But today, he changed his mind, because his father is still alive, but he hasn't come back for so many years. Even if he really can't come back, can't he write a letter? It's not on earth yet. It's even possible to make up such lies.