Chapter 873: A Family of Three

Chen Jiahang cried. He cried the moment he saw his parents walk out of the door. Nine years, nine years of not seeing each other. He didn't expect his parents to be so old.

His mother, who used to be such an elegant and beautiful woman, is now gray-haired, and his father, who used to be so high-spirited, now has to use a cane.

His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a stone. Chen Jiahang felt heartbroken and tears burst out like a dam.

"Shaoqian..." Yang Yun shouted again. She bit her lips tightly and bled. She patted her son's back and said, "Shaoqian, is mom dreaming? You miss home, so you came back in a dream, right?"

Yang Yun couldn't believe what she saw. It was indeed her child in front of her, but her child had died, and it had been nine years, so she was dreaming. She missed her child too much, so she had such a dream again.

In the past nine years, she had had dozens or hundreds of such dreams, dreaming that her child came back.

"Mom..." Chen Jiahang reached out and wiped away the tears on his mother's face, "Mom, it's me, I'm Shaoqian, you're not dreaming."

Chen Jiahang cried and laughed, and reached out to hug his mother again. This mother who has regarded him as more important than his life since he was a child.

The mother and son cried together, and Gu Chengli beside them also cried. He knew that he was not dreaming, and he also knew that this was true. His son came back, and he came back intact.

"Dad..." Chen Jiahang looked at his father again, who had aged a lot. He also took his father into his arms.

A family of three, crying and laughing.

He Xiyan was still standing outside the iron gate. She looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling in her eyes. She felt very happy that Jiahang could go home, and she was also relieved that the family could be reunited.

But if they are a family, then what about her?

He Xiyan pursed her lips, her heart suddenly trembled, remembering that she and Jiahang had only lived together for three years and had not obtained a marriage certificate. Even if they were husband and wife, Chen Jiahang was Chen Jiahang from Mangshan Village, a member of the Chen family, and Gu Shaoqian had two identities. If Jiahang became Gu Shaoqian, it would have nothing to do with her.

He Xiyan turned her head and looked at the road she came from, her heart ached again, and she felt that some things had gradually drifted away from her.

And at this moment, she actually had an urge to leave. This is Gu Shaoqian's home, but not Chen Jiahang's, let alone hers.

At this time, a cold wind blew, blowing on her face like a knife. She stroked her cheek and found that it was a leaf floating on her face.

"This beautiful lady, why don't you come in?"

Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder.

He Xiyan turned around and found that it was Aunt Qin who came out first.

She quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled at the woman again. No words were spoken.

The family of three who were hugging each other inside the door finally let go.

Chen Jiahang turned around and realized that Yanyan didn't come in with him. He walked back, took He Xiyan's hand, and led her into the yard.

Yang Yun and Gu Chengli were still wiping tears because of excitement. They looked at the girl their son brought in. They had just seen this girl, but they didn't look closely.