When Hu Changshou saw the house from afar, he could no longer control the excitement in his heart and shouted, "Grandma, Yang, I'm back."
Hu Changshou's voice choked at the end.
He had returned. He had returned alive. He had encountered many dangers along the way. It had not been easy for him to return alive.
Madam Cao was starting the fire, Hu Changyang was weaving a basket, and Su Xiaozhi was cutting vegetables. When they heard the sound, they were all stunned.
Su Xiaozhi accidentally cut her finger. She swallowed nervously and ignored the blood on her hand. She subconsciously clenched her fists.
Hu Changyang had already thrown away the basket and was running towards Hu Changshou. As he ran, he shouted in a choked voice, "Brother—"
Madam Cao's eyes turned red. She put down the tongs and got up to welcome him. Her eldest grandson had returned alive.
