Chapter 878

Because it's a long time to hang out, it's 20:30 at night when ye Ziheng comes home. All the original dishes on the table have been put away, and his parents have disappeared.

Ye Heng is going to close the door, but a cry suddenly reaches his ear.

"He lives there alone. He's not familiar with the place of his life. What can we do to help him? Can we not worry about him?"

Voice came, with a clear cry, ye Ziheng Leng for a moment, went to the door of his parents, leaning to eavesdrop.

"It's OK. You have to have confidence in the child. You see how well he is now. He told me that he would change a house for us when he was eating. It's more than 10 million houses."

"Don't talk about it. Don't tell me you trust him or something. I won't trust your son to go out. You're not worried at all."

Then there was a long silence, and then the voice of Yemu sounded again.

"I know it's good for him to develop there, but I can't bear him. I've been away for four years, and every phone call or something in the middle. If someone didn't come here to say it, I would be missing because of him."

Ye Pa is still silent.

"I look at him now, but I dare not laugh or cry. I dare not laugh too much. I'm afraid that he will worry about us in turn. I'm afraid that we won't let him go and will delay his future. "

At this time, ye Fu, who had been silent for a long time, finally began to speak. He first sighed.

"Well, don't tell me. Looking at his big black dog and kitten, I'm afraid that people there will look down on him because of his skin color, and that they will discriminate against him because of his race. I'm afraid that he will have an accident there every day in the news."

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Listening to the voice crying in the door of his parents' room, ye Ziheng could not help sighing.

If he could, he would like to accompany his parents more. But now, the cult is rampant. On the first day when he came back, he was rushed into his residence. If it wasn't for Xiaokui and Xiaohei, those guys wouldn't know what the house would be like.

If he stayed at home, in case he went out for a while and came back to find that the disciples of the cult broke into his own home, what should he do.

Those martial artists of heresy are not good things. They will not feel that ye Ziheng's parents have not cultivated and have no threat to them, and will easily let them go.

So the best way is to separate them from their parents, so that at least they will not be affected by the cult.

Sighed, ye Ziheng walked to the door, then opened the door again, and shouted.

"I'm back!"

When ye Fu and ye Mu heard ye Ziheng's voice. The cry came to an abrupt end.

"Ziheng is back."

Ye Fu's voice came from the room. Then the door of the room was opened and ye Fu came out slowly.

"How do you do? Are you hungry? Your mother is asleep. Otherwise, Dad can get you something to eat, or take out."

Ye Ziheng smiles and shakes his head.

"No, I'm a little sleepy. I want to sleep."

"Well, go to bed and have a rest early."

"Well, Dad, you go to bed earlier."

"Oh, yes."

After that, ye Ziheng takes Xiaokui and Xiaohei to his room and lies down on the bed without any sleepiness. His mind is clear and very clear, but he doesn't know what he wants to write.