With Mu Zijin as the center, Hu Jin and others lined up and stood at the door of Mu Zijin's house. The lineup was strong and the deterrent power was amazing. Ordinary people dared not approach and took a long way.

Mu Zijin's home is a two-story floor-standing house with ordinary decoration and even a bit shabby. The only feature is that a pot of spider plants is hung at the door. In this cold winter, the bright green and pure white light up people's monotonous vision.

Mu Zijin looked at the pot of spider plants and felt a soreness in the tip of his nose, and tears slowly blurred his vision.

I bought the pot of spider plant in my third year of high school. At that time, I swore that I would take it to the university campus and decorate the window of my dormitory.

In a blink of an eye, five years have passed, and things have changed. I am no longer the little girl who had a beautiful vision of everything.

"Is it here?" Li Muzhi looked around novelly. She has lived in a metropolis since she was consciously. Everything she saw was fresh in this small town full of Jiangnan style.

Mu Zijin took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and endured the tears back, "Well, it's here."

Li Muzhi stepped forward and said, "Then I'll knock on the door."

"No, let me do it." Mu Zijin politely rejected Li Muzhi, walked over to her and walked to the door.

It was still an ancient wooden door, and the paint on it began to fade, showing the mottled logs inside. There was no doorbell on the door, so you had to knock it with your hands.

After so many years, it has not changed at all. Mu Zijin thought that his home would be so decorated that he couldn't even recognize him.

But I didn't expect that except for the older ones, everything here is the same.

When she stood at the door, her timid thoughts suddenly disappeared, replaced by expectations. She longed to see her parents. Then she acted coquettishly in their arms, told them about her experiences over the years, and listened to their complaints that seemed anger and joy.

She raised her hand and slapped the door hard, and heard a familiar male voice coming from it, "Who? Wait, come right away."

Mu Zijin originally felt that she had already done psychological construction and was able to face her parents calmly. Until now, she realized that she had chosen not as strong as she imagined. A word from her father made Mu Zijin's eyes turn red. Tears were like pearls with broken threads, dripping one by one. Now she just wants to throw herself into her father's arms and cry.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened in tears. The face of a middle-aged man was revealed, with a strong and majestic man, but his temples were gray, "Who?"

When he saw Mu Zijin at the door, his face was stunned.

"Dad." Mu Zijin shouted even more. He just raised his hand and wanted to hug his elderly father, but he didn't expect that Mu's father turned his head and ran into the house quickly.

Seeing this, Mu Zijin felt a deep heart. Did her father really not want to see him and refuse to forgive him? Then she knelt until they forgive. If she doesn’t forgive for one day, she knelt for one day; if she doesn’t forgive for two days, she knelt for two days; until the day she gets forgiven. This is what she owes her parents, and she must make up for it.

Just as Mu Zijin was thinking about it, he heard an excited scream inside: "Here we are back! Our daughter is back!"

Then there was a crisp sound of something falling to the ground, "Where? Where is my daughter?" My mother's voice was so excited that she almost cried.

Mu Zijin couldn't help it anymore. She pushed open the door, ran into the sound, and shouted unconsciously, "Mom, I'm here! I'm back."

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron rushed out of the living room. Her skin was fair and beautiful, and her beauty was vaguely visible. She was stunned when she saw Mu Zijin, who was wrapped in a bear-like body, and stopped her rushing forward. She looked at her blankly, not daring to move forward.

Mu Zijin hurriedly took off his glasses, hat and other decorations, and said in a trembling voice: "Mom, it's really me, I'm really back."

Mu's mother still couldn't believe her eyes. She dreamed of her daughter coming back many times at midnight, and she dreamed of her daughter coming back. Every time she saw this, she told herself that she was "back".

But from spring to summer, from autumn to winter, except for the sun rising and setting on time every day, her dream has never come true.

Mu's mother was so afraid that she would take a step forward like before. When she was about to come into contact with her own treasure, Mu Zijin disappeared again.

With a "puzzle", Mu Zijin knelt on the ground and knelt in front of his mother, moving forward step by step, and apologized to his mother in tears: "Mom, it's because of my daughter's unfilial. She just feels that she has suffered aggrieved, but she forgot that you are sadder than me. Mom, I know I'm wrong, don't ignore me!"

When Mu Zijin hugged her mother's legs and cried and begged her for forgiveness, Mu's mother just woke up like a dream. With a "wow", she squatted down and hugged Mu Zijin, and started crying loudly.

"My miserable daughter! My miserable daughter!" Mu's mind was blank. She had no idea what she should say. When she hugged her daughter, she felt that she was much thinner than she thought. At that moment, she hated Liu Ziao to the core, but she didn't dare to say it in front of Mu Zijin, for fear that it would cause her sadness, so she had to cry over and over for the unfair treatment her daughter received.

The two of them snuggled up and sat on the ground and cried bitterly, crying for the pain of longing for years and the grievances they suffered from each other.

The Mu father who appeared then looked at the two people crying on the ground. He was so resolute that he couldn't help but wet his clothes. He had only Mu Zijin, a daughter, and she was the angel in his life.

Since she was still a wrinkled, ugly and red like a little monkey, he hugged her and coaxed her to sleep. At that time, many people said that their daughter was ugly, but he just thought she was a fairy who came down to earth, and no one was more beautiful than her. Why? Because she was her daughter!

Later, she slowly went from crying, laughing, sitting, crawling, standing, walking, and talking. He was the guide and protector of his daughter's life. Seeing her growing up day by day, she gradually grew older day by day. He didn't know when he could protect her, but he knew that as long as he lived for one day, he would protect her for one day.

But his life is limited. He can accompany her to grow up, but he cannot accompany her to grow old. His future life is destined to leave him.

She will grow up, enter society, and have her own family in the future. Therefore, no matter how reluctant she is, he can only choose to let go. Even if she suffers and tortures or even has a disability for a while, she can only hide her worries in her heart and let her learn to stand up by herself.

The pain in his heart can only open his eyes and shed a few tears for his daughter when it is late at night, because he is a man. His wife has almost dried up her tears for her daughter's affairs. He wants to take care of his wife and let her get out of the haze. He supports not only his daughter, but also his entire family.

He believed that his daughter would definitely overcome these difficulties, and what she was facing now must be the test of God on her. Then one day she would definitely bring her true wishful husband to her. He will always be his daughter's eternal harbor.

Although the waiting time was a bit long, as long as she recovered, it would be the greatest relief for him.

At this time, Li Muzhi and Hu Qi followed in. Seeing this scene, they looked at each other. They were embarrassed and didn't know how to look at each other. They had to look around one by one, but unexpectedly found that the house was full of photos of Mu Zijin.

From the little kid who was a kid while learning to speak to the entertainment industry, various promotional posters have been posted throughout the room, making people feel like they are traveling through time.

Mu's father first reacted. He wiped his tears, carefully bypassed Mu Zijin and the others, came to Li Muzhi and others, and asked, "You are Zijin's friends, aren't you?"

Li Muzhi is the only woman among the few people, and now she has become their spokesperson. "Yes, uncle, I'm so embarrassed. I took the liberty to bother you today."

"How could it be that the visitor is a guest, and Zijin rarely invites people to the house. However, we have been reunited after a long time of separation and are a bit disobedient, which makes you laugh."
Chapter completed!