Walking along the way, looking at the familiar small paths and streams, and the familiar big banyan trees.

He left home at the age of ten and worshipped Yuxu, and it has been more than thirty years since now.

He has only come back twice in more than 30 years.

There is no question of whether things change, but there are more than half of the figures under the banyan tree.

Zhou Fan's third grandfather also passed away more than ten years ago. If Zhou Fan could go back soon, it would be no problem to use the colorful spirit fruit to prosper.

This is also a shame in his heart.

Finally, with a step forward, Zhou Fan came to a small green tiled house.

The two elders were very simple and didn't want to live in a big house. They just renovated the old house.

The feeling of being close to home is even more timid. Zhou Fan took a deep breath before knocking forward.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

"Squeak~"

A crack was opened on the door, and a small head stretched out, with big eyes blinking, staring at a pair of big eyes and not speaking, "..."

"Xuan'er, who is it?" The familiar voice made Zhou Fan's heart tremble.

"Grandma, the person in the painting." Little mouth said something stupid.

"The person in the painting, what kind of person in the painting?"

"It's the person in the painting that grandma often looks at!" Her little head tilted to look at Zhou Fan, as if she had discovered something new.

"Bang~" It seems that a heavy object fell to the ground.

Then there was a sound of footsteps coming quickly.

"Squeak~"

The door was completely opened.

"mother!"

Looking at the figure with white hair, Zhou Fan's eyes turned red and he thumped and fell to the ground.

"Mom, the unfilial son Xiaofan is back to see you. The child is unfilial, the child is unfilial..."

"Xiaofan!" The voice was filled with surprise.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back..." The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Get up quickly, it's very cold underground." The old man helped Zhou Fan up.

"Are you my uncle?" A tender voice sounded.

Zhou Fan lowered his head and faced a little head.

"This is from your second brother's house."

"The second brother is still so happy!" Zhou Fan's mouth bent.

Speaking of this, there is an interesting thing: Zhou Fan and the three brothers, the eldest and second brothers, have already started a family, and each has children.

But the second family is all in charge of the second family. Zhou Fan's second brother is almost crazy to want a girl. Now it seems that he has finally succeeded.

"My uncle is a big bad guy!" His little face was tense and very serious.

"Oh, why?" Zhou Fan squatted down and hugged the little guy on his body.

The little guy was unhappy and struggled hard.

As for Zhou Fan, he hugged him tighter when he was funny. The more you resisted, the happier I was, the less I was.

"Because every time the grandma looks at her uncle's paintings, she will have golden beans."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fan was silent.

"Xiaofan, don't take Xuan'er's words seriously, my mother just has sand in her eyes..."

Zhou Fan smiled indifferently and did not expose it.

"Mom, I'm here to take our family to Kunlun. At that time, the family will be able to fulfill their filial piety in front of you two elders."

"Xiaofan..."

"Mom, the situation is different now. For details, when the elder brother and the second brother are here, let's discuss it slowly." Zhou Fan stopped his mother's words with a smile.

"Xiaoxuan, is it good for uncle to take you to a fun place?"

"Hmph~" The little guy turned his head, looking 'I'm very unhappy'.

"Haha." Zhou Fan rubbed the little guy's head.

"Xuan'er, go and call your uncle and your father, and you say your uncle is back." Zhou put the little guy down from Zhou Fan's arms.

"Yes." The little head tweaked a few times. Before leaving, he glared at Zhou Fan angrily, with a fierce look.

"Slow down, don't fall!" Zhou shouted to the little guy running towards his calf.

"This Xuan'er has been spoiled by his father since she was a child, so your second sister-in-law put her here."

"It seems that my second sister-in-law knows her father's temperament very well." Zhou Fan said, rubbing her chin.

"Come in quickly, haven't you seen your father standing outside the door?" Zhou's mouth thrust inside.

"I'm back." Zhou Shi stood by the door, in a very strong spirit, except that his hair turned white.

"Dad, Unfilial Agent is back." Zhou Fan knelt down on his knees.

"Fan'er." Zhou Shi couldn't help but his eyes became hot and moist when he saw his son.

The mother was worried that as a father, although he didn't say anything, he was also worried about his son in his heart.

Although he knew that as his son's monk, he should let him go out for a walk, he was still worried.

Now that his identity is different, he also knows that there is some turmoil outside.

He was afraid that his son would never come back.

"It's good if you're back, it's good if you're back." Zhou Shi kept muttering.

"Old man, just let Xiaofan kneel like this." Zhou helped Zhou Fan up and 'glided' Zhou Shi.

"Get in first, go in first." Zhou Shilian said,

...

After chatting with my parents for a while, I heard shouts coming from outside.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan, Xiaofan!" A shout came from a distance, full of joy.

"Big brother, second brother." Zhou Fan stood up.

Soon, two middle-aged men in brocade robes walked in, one of them holding a little guy in his arms.

"Xiao Fan." One of the middle-aged men in brocade robe couldn't help but run over excitedly when they saw Zhou Fan and hugged Zhou Fan.

"Big Brother." Zhou Fan also hugged his brother.

He had a very good relationship with his two brothers. Before he could join Yuxu, he took care of her everywhere.

As for the one holding the little guy, it goes without saying that Zhou Fan’s second brother Zhou Ping.

"Second brother."

"You kid, you have been there for so many years. Could it be that this immortal cultivation can still be addicted to it?" The second brother Zhou Ping couldn't help but say, "As soon as my mother sees your portrait, I will...ah, the whole family is worried about you."

"It's all my fault." Zhou Fan said in a row.

"Xuan'er, call me uncle quickly." Zhou Ping said to his little daughter.

"Don't shout." The little guy tilted his head and his cheeks were bulging.

"Yeah!" Zhou Ping lowered his face.

He usually spoiled his little daughter, but now he is a bit unruly doing this in front of his brother.

"Second brother, it's okay, look at me." Zhou Fan looked confident.

"Don't like my uncle, then... do you like this?" Zhou Fan signaled the little white rabbit in his hand.

With a straight male cancer stage, he believes that a white fluffy toy can handle everything.

Fortunately, he was prepared, and there were more in the storage bag.

"…Hmph." My little head became even more tilted.

Oh, the little guy is quite tempered.

"What about this!"

A colorful bird flapped its small wings and landed on the little guy's shoulder, rubbing it affectionately.

"...Well, Xuan'er didn't forgive you, Xuan'er didn't forgive her uncle." The little guy held the colorful bird with an inconsistent mouth and gently stroked it from time to time.

If this is seen by monks who practice the Mohist Taoism, they will not have to spit out an old blood.

The dignified Mo family puppet actually became the cute girl's creature.

"Then I can give my uncle a hug?" Zhou Fan stretched out his hands.

"...Okay." The little guy looked at the colorful bird and agreed in a squint manner.

"Haha." The laughter of the family spread far away.
Chapter completed!