After An Chen heard this, he smiled lightly and said, "Since you are homesick, let's eat more fruits."

Zhou Yixing was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Sir is such a wonderful person, no wonder he can teach so many interesting students."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Aren't you curious, sir, where is my hometown?"

‘Do you live in this village?’

An Chen chuckled in his heart.

Of course he wouldn't say this trick that no one would understand.

Although Blue Star and Earth are two parallel worlds with many similarities, there are also very obvious differences.

For example, in terms of cultural development, Blue Star is more advanced than Earth.

Another example is the practitioner aspect. After the people of the Dragon Kingdom dug out the first treasure hiding place, they began to invest a lot of manpower, financial and material resources into studying various scriptures and treasures handed down by ancient Qi refiners.

Therefore, the Zhen'an Department came into being, collecting strange people and strangers from all over the world, and then inviting them to work together.

Then the number of practitioners in Dragon Kingdom began to slowly increase.

The Zhen'an Division also discovered the masters meditating in the Cave Heaven Paradise.

Gradually, the Dragon Kingdom formed its current situation.

Of course, whether it is the strange people in Zhen'an Division, the masters in Dongtian Paradise, or the students of Longmen Academy, they are all developing in secret, quietly accumulating strength, and there is no place to advertise it widely.

Therefore, in such a world, it is impossible to have cultural products that are exactly the same as those on Earth.

For example, it is impossible for the same song to appear, etc.

An Chen thought for a moment, then retracted his thoughts and prepared to ask where Zhou Yixing's hometown was.

As a result, Zhou Yixing smiled and said first, "It doesn't matter if you are not curious, sir. I will tell you where my hometown is in a moment.

But before that, I would like to chat with you for a few minutes and tell my story to my husband. Is he willing to listen?"

An Chen felt a little surprised. He didn't expect that this guest would actually want to tell him his story?

As the owner of this place, I will naturally satisfy any requests made by my guests, as long as they are not too excessive.

In addition, An Chen also became interested and wanted to know what kind of story he would have as the head of Zhen'an Division?

So he smiled happily and said, "Since Chief Zhou is so elegant, let's talk about it and listen to it."

At this time, the fragrance of tea overflowed and filled the living room.

Xiao Qing picked up a cup of freshly brewed tea, respectfully handed it to An Chen, and said softly, "Teacher, the tea has been brewed."

"Okay, let the guests have a taste too."

"is teacher."

Xiaoqing waved her hand gently, rolled up a cup of hot tea, and flew it to the table next to Zhou Yixing.

An Chen picked up the tea cup in front of him and gestured to Zhou Yixing, "Try this tea first."

"good."

Zhou Yixing also picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and praised sincerely, "Good tea!"

Then he held the teacup and looked at the tea leaves floating on it. After looking at it for a few seconds, he put the teacup on the table next to him.

Then Zhou Yixing looked up at An Chen and began to tell his story.

"Sir, I want to start from ten years ago..."

Ten years ago?

An Chen put down the tea cup and guessed that Zhou Sishou must have many stories.

"Okay, you say."

So An Chen smiled, nodded again, and signaled Zhou Yixing to continue.

Xiao Qing, Xiao Bai and Ah Li also drank tea at this time.

They put down their teacups one after another, intending to listen to what kind of story Zhou Yixing would tell.

At this moment, Zhou Yixing's thoughts were suddenly brought back to that late night ten years ago.

Various past events also appeared in his mind at this moment.

Including the scene that just crossed over from the earth, it also emerged clearly at this moment.

"One snowy night ten years ago, I was in an Internet cafe and suddenly suffered an electric shock and fell into coma..."

…

Jingzhou, old-fashioned residential building, on the third floor balcony.

Qin Huairou was bathing in the sunshine, holding a cup in both hands, and was steaming.

She looked at the figure downstairs, walking through the streets and alleys, towards the vegetable market, and what the man had just said echoed in her ears.

"You take a rest, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy some food and come back and make you a lunch."

Qin Huairou looked at the figure and disappeared from sight, still not looking back.

She just looked at it quietly, like a sculpture.

Half a minute later, Qin Huairou picked up the cup in her hand, took a sip of hot water, flowed into her lungs, and felt a force coming from her body.

Then she raised her head and glanced at the floor opposite.

Beside a certain window, a figure flashed past, leaving only the gently fluttering curtains.

Qin Huairou looked away calmly, turned around and walked into the living room.

At the window on the opposite floor, half of his head was quietly poked out, with only one eye exposed, and he looked over.

Obviously this person is a member of the Tiangan Team and is responsible for keeping an eye on Qin Huairou's every move.

For more than a month, Qin Huairou has become accustomed to the surveillance of her by the Zhen'an Department.

She walked directly through the living room and walked to the room where her mother slept.

All the furnishings have not changed, the only things that have changed are time and people.

Qin Huairou stood in front of her mother's dressing table and looked at a family photo displayed on it.

Her parents were sitting side by side in front, and she was standing behind, hugging her parents' shoulders, smiling as brightly as a flower.

"mom……"

Qin Huairou looked at it, her eyes a little red.

She couldn't help but reached out and touched her mother's smiling face, as if it happened yesterday.

"Mom, why do they all want to kill dad?"

Qin Huairou's voice was trembling, confused and doubtful.

"Maybe you are right, Mom. You have always insisted that Dad did not kill anyone.

I asked them for evidence of my father’s murder, but they couldn’t produce it, and they said…”

Qin Huairou sniffed and whispered, "They also said that dad has turned into a foreign object and is making trouble everywhere. He needs to be caught as soon as possible and let me provide some clues.

But I still don’t quite believe that our father, who loves us, would become like this.

Mom, let me tell you a secret. In fact, I secretly called Dad.

But he just scolded me, don't go to him if there's nothing urgent, and hung up the phone.

My daughter doesn’t understand, what counts as an emergency?

My daughter just wants to persuade him to go back home and hear him say I'm back. Isn't this difficult..."

Qin Huairou's voice became softer and softer, until finally she couldn't hear it.

The room also became quiet.

After a while, Qin Huairou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked up at her mother in the photo again, squeezed out a smile and said, "Mom, I have decided that I want to see my father.

I have to see him with my own eyes before I can believe it.

Mom, will you support me in doing this?"

Qin Huairou stroked the photo, as if she was trying to smooth out the wrinkles on her mother's face.

Then she put the photo on the table, stood up, left the room, and closed the door.

Qin Huairou came to the living room, put down the cup, picked up the phone, and walked to the balcony again.

While she dialed the number that said "Dad" on the note, she looked at the window on the opposite floor, waiting for the call on the other side to be connected.

Soon, there was a burst of noisy sounds from the opposite side, mixed with some "ho ho" sneers.

The person on the other side didn't say anything, waiting for Qin Huairou to speak.

"I want to see you."

Qin Huairou's words were concise and concise, and he directly stated the purpose.
To be continued...