The car was speeding on the road, and the two people in the car were talking, and Bo Yihang was a little curious.

"What are you doing in that place? Although there has not been remodeled, many people have moved away now."

This place is called that place by Bo Yihang, and it was the place where Bo Yihang lived when he was a child. My mother said it was grandparents’ house, but at that time there was always no one at home.

“There are important things to take.”

Long Xiao seemed to have thought of something, his expression was a little dazed, and he was a little uncertain. Bo Yihang took a few glances and asked more questions. The car was speeding and it took more than an hour to get to the place. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

This is a relatively remote place in Shangjing City, and it can be regarded as an old city. After all, no matter how prosperous a city is, it is a place where poor people live. It is impossible for everyone to be rich, so this place is called Longshui District.

The car parked in the parking lot outside. As soon as I got off the car, cold wind and snowflakes came to my face.

"It's snowing?"

At the end of December, it is easy to snow these days. The snow that finally stopped suddenly began to rise again. Long Xiao and Bo Yihang both wore black down jackets, which were the same down jackets. Bo Bingran bought them. She had this habit since she was very young and wore down jackets when it snowed.

The same is true for these two men. They were arranged for down jackets, so even if the cold wind blew over, their noses were still very warm.

"This snow is pretty good, and auspicious snow indicates a good harvest."

Looking at the familiar streets, although there were no longer the familiar crowds that had come and go back and forth, standing here now is enough to make Long Xiao feel the memories he had in the past.

The two walked into the place, and Bo Bingran had not sold the house here, so after they arrived at the old house, they knocked on the door. Someone inside opened the door and saw Bo Yihang.

"Yihang? Why are you here?"

The person who spoke was an old man with pale hair. She used to be Bo Yihang's nanny. She grew up watching Bo Yihang, but she had no children and was always alone. Later, after Bo Bingran moved, she asked her to stay in this hometown and see the house.

"Grandma Wang, I'll come back to see you." I'm embarrassed to say that I came with Long Xiao. When Bo Yihang saw a familiar person, he also remembered the memories of his childhood. He didn't expect that Grandma Wang was so old.

"Okay, come in, come in quickly. It's so cold outside, and you even brought friends here? That's great. I'll make you your favorite braised pork when I was a child."

Grandma Wang smiled cheerfully, and she could be said to be very happy. She doesn't like to go to crowded places, so she gets used to living here. But she hasn't seen Bo Yihang for so many years, and she suddenly saw it and was still very surprised.

"Yeah, thank you Grandma Wang."

The meal time has passed, but Bo Yihang could not refuse Grandma Wang's enthusiasm.

The two followed Grandma Wang to the room. It was indeed very warm. The place was clean and very similar to that in the past. It seemed that Grandma Wang took good care of the place. After Long Xiao came in, he looked at everything here with nostalgia. This was the place he came to most often when he was a child.

"Yihang, is this your friend? What's the name?"

Grandma Wang poured water for the two of them, and then she realized that the person beside Bo Yihang looked young and was somewhat similar to Bo Yihang.

When Bo Yihang was asked this, he was a little stunned for a moment, but then he said in a fascination for some reason.

"This is my father, his biological father, his name is Long Xiao."

As soon as these words were said, Grandma Wang was also very surprised. She raised her head and looked at Long Xiao, then nodded.

"So that's it. I said that the friend you brought is so similar to you, but it looks like it was carved from the same mold. It turns out that this is your father. Then your mother should be fine now, right? I'm getting together with your father, and the family is harmonious and beautiful."

When people get old, they naturally like those reunion endings. Grandma Wang helped Bo Bingran, who was not married but had a son, care for the girl the most. Now she is happy to see Yihang bringing her father.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Bingran in the future and will take good care of Yihang."

Long Xiao also came over to express his feelings, just simple words made Grandma Wang smile, and Bo Yihang, who was beside him, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He felt that he suddenly felt like a father, which was also very strange.

When Grandma Wang said she wanted to make them her best braised pork, the two men then asked Grandma Wang for a hoe and a shovel, and the two came to the yard.

This old yard has also been cleaned. In the yard, there is an osmanthus tree. At this time, snowflakes are falling on the osmanthus tree, which looks unique.

"When my mother and I were young, we often liked to pick these osmanthus flowers as bookmarks. There was a strong fragrance inside. Your grandmother even made osmanthus cakes that I liked the most. Your mother always secretly took them to school to give them to me. Now when I think about it, so many years have passed..."

Long Xiao sighed at the osmanthus tree, walked over with a hoe, stood under the tree, determined the approximate position, and started directly.

"Dig, my babies are all below!"

Bo Yihang also remembered the memories of this osmanthus when he was a child. However, sometimes, the memories of his youth were easily blurred, so he helped Long Xiao start digging a hole.

Two big men dig holes. If summer is still fast, but the land is relatively solid in winter, so digging holes is not so easy. Just a little bit, the two of them dig for about ten minutes but no results were achieved.

"Are you sure there is something in it? Have you been poached a long time ago?"

Bo Yihang asked, but he didn't understand what could be stored in such a land for so many years.

"It must be still there, and it's impossible for someone to poach."

Long Xiao shook his head, but he was very stubborn. He continued to wave the hoe, and his forehead was already sweating, but his hands were red from cold. After all, both of them were pampered and had not done the hard work for such a long time. At this moment, both of them had red noses and faces, and their hands were the same. They probably had their bodies hot.

However, the emperor pays off. Three minutes later, the hoe finally encountered an existence similar to an iron box, making a bang sound, which made Long Xiao suddenly show a surprise expression.

He quickly dug out the soil around the iron box with a shovel. Bo Yihang on the side also helped, curious about what it was. Such a large iron box is as big as a twenty-four-inch TV, which is hidden deep enough.

It took another ten minutes for the two of them to dig out the iron box and get it on it. However, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. The two of them did not disassemble it directly outside, but instead moved the box indoors, which was very heavy, making Bo Yihang even more curious about what was inside.

"What are you pretending to be in this? So heavy?"

Long Xiao's face also had a strange expression, because he had put a lot of things in the past, but this time it was very thick, and he shook his head and said.

"I don't know, I put some parts when I was twenty, but the weight is not the same as those I put before I was twenty."

Maybe...he was still letting go when he got older?

Both of them were a little curious, so they opened the iron box, and they saw stacks of paintings. The carefully wrapped paintings could reveal the person on it. Both Long Xiao and Bo Yihang were familiar with each other.

"Is this my mother?" Bo Yihang took out a beautifully packaged painting. He found that it was a carefully drawn painting, and he could even feel the love of the person who painted this painting for his mother.

Long Xiao looked at the paintings one by one, and suddenly his eyes turned red.

"I promised your mother this. Every Valentine's Day, I would draw a picture for your mother. But you also know that it was popular with foreign Valentine's Day at that time. I just painted one on the Chinese Valentine's Day and one on Valentine's Day, and I painted one on Valentine's Day every year."

He took out the things inside, and there was indeed a date on it, after the two people broke up.

Because these paintings painted by Bo Bingran are full of endless thoughts and love.

When Bo Yihang heard this, his eyes looked at Long Xiao with a complicated look. He didn't understand why his father suddenly broke up with his mother. After the breakup, his mother gave birth to himself in this way. Why is this?

Long Xiao finally found what he was looking for inside. It was a delicate box in red velvet, which looked like it was containing valuables. Bo Yihang leaned over and thought there would be something inside. As a result, the box was opened and the two golden locks worn by children were exposed.

This golden lock has been around for some time, and the carving craftsmanship is different from that of today, but Long Xiao smiled with red eyes.

"Look at this, your mother discussed with me that if we had two children after we got married, regardless of whether we were a man or a woman, I bought two golden locks and thought that when the child was born, I would put it on for the child. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance at that time."

Long Xiao carefully took out one of the golden locks and handed them to Bo Yihang.

"But it seems not too late now. Yihang, Dad, I don't know why he missed your twenty-four years of life, but Dad is looking forward to your birth, hoping to give you a home with your mother. This golden lock was originally intended for you. Now Dad gives it to you, I hope you will be safe, healthy and happy in the future."

Bo Yihang held the golden lock in his hand, but he felt that such a cold thing was so hot that it was scary, his heart was so sore and his eyes were numb. He lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

"kindness."

He didn't thank him. Maybe the father and son didn't need to thank him. He just held the golden lock and rubbed it. His lowered eyes were red. He was said to have no father since he was a child. In fact, he had not been looking forward to it. But every time he mentioned his father and mother, he would be sad. Over time, he would not mention it.

But now I know that I am from my father's expectations and that I am born under my father's expectations. Bo Yihang only feels that his existence suddenly seems to have a different value.

His birth was not just the mother's love for her father.

It's also something my dad has been looking forward to.
Chapter completed!