"You guys came back so suddenly that I didn't prepare anything."

The valley blocked the cold night wind next door, but I could still hear the sound of the wind in my ears. Walking on the road, Kasardin suddenly said regretfully: "It's too late, otherwise I'll make a meal and treat you well."

"No, no!" Kasha said no. "I can't say this in advance. We are not hungry, so let's eat it tomorrow."

He just came back from the battlefield. Kasha didn't want his father to be so tired that he had to cook for himself. The celebration banquet was made by people from the rear, so there was no reason why the warriors did it themselves.

"My father-in-law, I just brought some wine back. How many sips should I take?" Seeing that the time was right, Kahn talked about the meeting gift he brought.

When I met my parents last time, I was in Ekasia, and I couldn't prepare any meeting gifts. He kept remembering this. This time, the conditions allowed, how could Kahn come over empty-handed?

These traditions in their bones are indelible.

"I can drink too." Kasha still remembered the things that the two of them had to drink but not let her touch them.

"Haha, yes, drink a little, don't drink too much, leave it until tomorrow I will slaughter a sheep to make barbecue for you to drink. There is no market here, only these home-raised things, so don't mind when the time comes."

"How could it be? I can only rest assured if I raise my own family."

"Let's go, let's talk about it when you get home." Kasardin agreed happily.

Although Kahn hadn't adapted to his name for a while, he hadn't touched the wine for a long time. I really wanted to have a drink now.

Kasha couldn't stop laughing in the middle, it was really full of memories. But she would never say anything like "Yangyang sheep is so cute, how can she eat sheep?"

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In the evening, the three of them sat around the brazier and drank some wine. On the table next to them was Kasha's "reserved grain", which were some snacks brought from Piltwolf. They had never moved along the way and just took out the current wine and food.

The burning charcoal scent emitted a hot breath in the brazier. The fire light flashed with the breath of breath while talking. The special smell reminded Kasadin of the scene when he was lying on the hot kang with his wife and children.

At that time, Kasha was only a small one, with a round head, a big head, a big head, a big head, a big eyes, and was held in her arms by her virtuous wife, listening to him telling a bedtime story with anticipation. That was happiness.

Now, it was Kasa's turn to tell him a story. Kasa saw the person she missed, drank some beer, and immediately kept talking like she was talking. All Kasadin had to do was listen, and it was enough to say a few words from time to time.

He kept looking at Kasha's face. Now Kasha has emerged very beautifully. Apart from the facial patterns under the void, the shadow of his deceased wife can be vaguely seen. Especially the slightly raised nose, he always has the illusion that his wife has not left.

It is said that the son follows his mother and the daughter follows his father. Sometimes he is quite fortunate. The daughter looks like her mother and will definitely not have to worry about marriage when she grows up. Although his wife takes one step ahead, he also welcomes a sensible son-in-law. The extra wine on the table that no one touches was given to his mother-in-law by Kahn.

Kahn called him a father-in-law and left him speechless, but he still liked Kahn's child very much.

He remembered that when the three of them reunited last time, in the bell tower of Ekasia, he set up a table of wine and food to entertain the two of them with other people's belongings.

The father and daughter fought directly when they met, which almost turned into a tragedy of a kind father and a filial daughter. Fortunately, Kahn recognized him in time and stopped the tragedy.

After Kasha finished speaking, she felt a little dry and wanted to drink a sip of wine, but she picked up an empty cup and picked up Kahn's cup and drank it, but there was not much left in it.

Kahn brought the wine bottle and poured it on her and herself, and then asked her to clink glasses with her and Cassadin before drinking.

"Although I have been to many places, I have been in Shurima all my life. You have already traveled across the ocean and experienced the overseas world at such a young age. You are better than me."

After drinking a glass of warm wine, Kasadin, who lived alone for a long time, had not revealed her partner, also opened her hoarse voice.

"Just take a look, my experience is still far worse than you." Kahn picked up the bottle and gave it to Kassadinman while chatting.

He was holding the most famous honey wine in Shurima. It was drunk by the emperor before, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a palace jade liquid. Even the drunkard Yasuo had only heard of it and had never tasted it.

In addition, Kahn also brought Zuan's glitter wine, but this beer didn't taste good enough, just to look good, and the low-degree was reserved specifically for Kahsha to quench her thirst.

The family reunion is nothing more than asking about their well-being and talking about their experiences since they were separated. After the two of them talked about it, it was Kassadin's turn.

But there is nothing to say about him, it is nothing more than farming from scratch. Because he is the only one nearby, Kassadin has to do whatever he does, and his life is very hard, but it is also fulfilling.

"Father, what tools did you use to build this room?"

Kasha looked up and saw that the house where Kasadin lived was located in the mountain. The whole house was integrated and there was no trace of bricks and tiles. She had never used bricks and tiles on the walls. She had already picked them with her fingers. These walls were not formed by painting mud on the piled bricks and stones.

"This? I dug this room at the foot of the mountain with the blade of the Underworld. There is nothing here, but there is no shortage of stones, so many things are made of stones directly."

Kasardin pointed to the kang and the table. These large furniture that did not need to be moved frequently were cut flat by him with the blade of the underworld that was cut like mud. The advantage of this was that he did not need to dig a mountain and drill stones, and then made square bricks and then moved bricks to build a house. He could dig holes in the mountains and save a lot of effort.

"The wisdom of a person in desperate situations is infinite. I really didn't expect this thing to be useful." Kahn was amused. If Horok knew that Kasardin had used the Blade of the Underworld to build a wall, he would not be so angry that he would climb out of the underground.

"This house is in the mountains, so don't you have to be afraid of sandstorms at all." Kasha understood again: "When we came, we encountered a storm. The wind was so strong that even the poplars were blown down, so we could only dig a hole and hide in it."

"Is that true?" Kasardin laughed suddenly: "I didn't think so much when I made it."

The process of building a house is indeed very interesting. First open a square door, then expand the space inside and take it step by step.

Then, doors, chairs, and things that need to be moved can only be cut down trees.
Chapter completed!