Since I have been staying in Ahanfu for a few months and have been leaning against China, Qi Tianlin finally couldn't help but feel excited and decided to take this opportunity to return home to see if there is a way to take my mother abroad to enjoy her old age.

However, although Ahanfu and China have a small border border, Qi Tianlin still knew that choosing to return from that route was purely a problem. Not only did there not have a normal customs clearance port, but anyone who crossed the border of that area would be strictly scrutinized by relevant domestic departments. That area was really too sensitive.

The diamonds, the warheads dug out on their bodies, and other things were locked by Qi Tianlin in Mooney's bank safe. During this period, it was enough to just use the gold card that seemed to never be swiped, not to mention that there are really not many places in Ahanfu to swipe the card.

Forget guns and ammunition, the domestic management is too strict. Only the warhammer and war blade are still packaged as antiques and are separated. Yaya doesn't care at all. Just give him a knife and cut some firewood on the side of the road. He can turn into the so-called bow and arrow spear, which is easier than the sniper rifle that has made him very sad recently.

So the two of them took their weapons to Kabul and found a PMC comprehensive service department at the airport. As soon as they were stored, they patted their butt and went on the road easily. They flew to New Delhi first, then transferred to Xiangjiang and flew directly to Yuqing, the southwest city where he had lived and grown up for 17 years...

From the beginning of boarding the last plane, Qi Tianlin's heart, which had not been beating violently for a long time, began to surge. It seemed that his mother could be heard vaguely, and he was nervously afraid of seeing any bad news about his mother. The feeling that the top of his heart was like a cat was scratched by the cat, really made Qi Tianlin restless. Since he was in Xiangjiang River, Qi Tianlin suddenly returned to such an environment full of oriental faces, and he was a little trembling all over. He took Yaya with a cup of milk tea and sat on the steps on the street for an afternoon!

Yaya always felt very lively and novel, but when he heard that he was going to see Qi Tianlin's mother, he was a little nervous and had no polite habits such as buying gifts. He just washed himself many times last night in Xiangjiang, changed into a casual T-shirt and casual wear he bought in Causeway Bay, and still wore a pair of sunglasses, leaning against the seat without saying a word.

The flight arrived at Yuqing International Airport three hours later. When leaving customs, the beautiful uniformed female customs looked at his South African passport, and then looked at his obvious Chinese face, and even his obvious characteristics of a Southwest boy. After confirming that his passport was correct, he smiled and said, "Welcome to return to China..."

It almost made Qi Tianlin cry!

Nodding and pulling the small suitcase, Yaya quickly fiddled with a trolley case to grab Qi Tianlin's box and followed happily. These things were actually some gifts for the elderly that were temporarily purchased in Xiangjiang.

I picked up a taxi at the airport and drove along the urban area of ​​the airport expressway that had been around ten years ago. As the distance got closer, Qi Tianlin felt that his breathing seemed to be getting faster and faster, and he felt like he was about to suffocate!

Yaya, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, looked back at him with a little concern: "Are you okay?"

Qi Tianlin touched the fine sweat that was oozing out of his forehead and shook it: "It's okay... Maybe it's because I'm going home, I'm a little nervous. I've been there for many years..." I guess that even a million people here wouldn't meet a hungry person who could understand it. It's convenient to say it casually.

The driver was looking at the weird combination curiously, and couldn't help asking in Yuqing's local language: "Where are you in this language?"

Because until before getting on the bus, Qi Tianlin was communicating with people in Mandarin. Finally, after more than ten years, he suddenly heard such a local accent. This wanderer who had been wandering outside for so long, rubbed his nose hard to resist the sourness. Finally, it was fine, and he did not come back with gray hair...

When he got to his home, the lights were already on, Qi Tianlin found a hotel, opened the room, put down everything, and asked Yaya to wait for his news in the room. After hesitating, Qi Tianlin opened his suitcase, took out the leather waist bag wrapped in handicrafts, hung the warhammer and sword blade lightly on his waist, and then pulled out the dark blue lapel T-shirt that was originally tied to the waist of the jeans to cover it, making a safety gesture for the little black man who started taking a bath again, and went out.

This is a prosperous area close to the municipal government. My mother, who was the deputy director of the government official ten years ago, lived in the public housing here. I don’t know if there has been any changes now. In his heart, he never seemed to be worried about his mother, but he was worried about other unexpected bad news!

There are two units on the left and right of the five-story red brick building, each unit has two houses on each floor. Through the shades of the grape trellis covered with various withered vines, walking past the naughty flower table that has been rolling in and climbing in from a young age. When you look up, you will see that the curtains on the third floor are still in the same color, and the lights are still in the dim lights, and nothing seems to have changed!

After almost no stop for a second, Qi Tianlin quickly walked into the unit building and heard footsteps coming down. The voice-controlled corridor lights were gradually lit up. He subconsciously pulled the collar of his T-shirt, but he stood up without artificially. He started to grow a beard since he decided to come back. In addition, his appearance has changed a little after years of sleeping in the open...

The one who came down was a young woman who passed by in a moment. Qi Tianlin had only one feeling. Her clothes seemed to be relatively high-end, with a pleasant fragrance... He was not very good at distinguishing what this smelled like, in short, Annie was not like this...

The young woman seemed to look back at him, but she didn't stop for too long, and she only heard the rhythm of cocoa on the cement floor of high heels, and gradually went downstairs and left.

Qi Tianlin's attention was all on the street lights on the third floor, and he took two steps in three steps. He was about to knock on the door on the left, but suddenly he thought in his mind: "Didn't that woman just now go down from this floor?"

After thinking about it, my finger joints have gently knocked on the thick paint surface of the dark green door, and it is covered with various natural gas, water and electricity meters, plus the door number of a certain elderly health product advertisement.

There was no rushing sound inside, nor did the mother's advice to herself when she was a child that she had to look at the cat's eyes more when she heard the knock on the door. She opened it lightly, and a voice belonging to middle-aged and elderly women: "Take off the thing..." The sound that seemed a little lazy and energetic stopped suddenly...

Yes, it is Ji Yulian, the mother who has been strong and strictly controlled every corner of Qi Tianlin's seventeen years in front of him. She is now wearing a light gray striped home clothes. Her head is covered with gray hair trembling. Her mouth is slightly opened and closed several times, but she has not spit out a word. She holds the door open with her left hand and raises her right hand tremblingly to try to cover her mouth. Under the dim corridor lights, two lines of turbid tears began to flow quietly along her wrinkled cheeks!

Qi Tianlin could only try his best to stand up straight and show himself neatly under the light. He didn't know what to say, but it seemed like he met Otar again. The repeated tossing should be shame, excitement, sadness, or joy?

The mixed feelings should be said to him at this time!

The voice-controlled light usually has a delay of twenty seconds. After Qi Tianlin knocked on the door, it was twenty seconds before he could hear a slight sound of the voice-controlled switch above his head. The corridor was dark, and only the lights in the room and the shaking TV light shone through...

This semi-dark state seemed to ignite Ji Yulian's emotions. She let go of her right hand, released her restraint on her voice and emotions, and began to cry loudly!

But the crying voice had just come out before it was magnified from his mouth, and Qi Tianlin covered her with her hands, and helped her walk in, whispering: "Mom...you can move less..."

Ji Yulian's surging emotions were blocked by this, so she simply bit her son's palm, and Qi Tianlin's cheeks were so painful that he started to thrust! But for some reason, she laughed out loud: "You have hit me a lot before, and it was the first time you bit me!" The feeling of tears that were about to gush out when you saw the lights at home downstairs just now disappearing without a trace!

Ji Yulian, who was spitting out his son's palm, simply moved the direction, hugged Qi Tianlin tightly, and pierced her head in his arms and began to cry in shock...

There was no loud noise now, and the neighbors next door would not hear anything...

Qi Tianlin reached out to help his mother pat her back gently, and turned her head to look around. Nothing changed. Everything was still the same as before. Even the TV was still the same. The TV remote control board wrapped in plastic film was a little damaged. It was still neatly placed with the DVD remote control board and the air conditioner remote control board. The DVD was bought for his mother by Qi Tianlin's few months of subsidy accumulated by Qi Tianlin as a recruit.

Everything else has not changed. The sofa is still the same old sofa, and the refrigerator is still next to the sofa. There is only a letter to recognize the martyr on the wall...

There are several photos of myself from middle school and when I was in the army under the glass sheet covered on the coffee table. Under the photos are laces that are hooked with white lines. There are open reading glasses on the glass surface of the coffee table...

You can imagine how many days and nights in the past, my mother was wearing reading glasses and looking at her photos...
Chapter completed!