In the distance, an elderly woman with white hair cried out in surprise. Stumbling, she ran over, her shoes falling off. Unaware, she ran barefoot, tears streaming down her face and several times falling over on the yellow dirt road.
"Mother..."
Xiao Chen yelled and rushed over. He fell to his knees, propping up the old woman.
"Chenzi, my child, is it really you? Wuu...my child, you've finally come back...wuu..." Already white-haired and her face covered with wrinkles, those deep-set colors on her kind face faded slowly. She pressed Xiao Chen's head into her arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Her hands, calloused with age, gently rubbed Xiao Chen's face.
"My child...my child..." Xiao Chen's mother repeated these words over and over, her tears uncontrollable as she caressed his face.
"Child...child..." Xiao Chen's father also stumbled along, his clothes muddied, his haggard face filled with an excited smile. His white hair highlighted against his profoundly wrinkled and aged face.
