The two returned a full month later than the main troop.
It was already the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month.
With the year-end approaching, the city was bustling with vendors inside and outside.
Hearing the familiar dialect in his ears and feeling the familiar smoky atmosphere, Liu Qi wiped the excited tears from his face, and his suspended heart finally settled down.
He thought, his third uncle should feel the same as him. He turned to look, but found a complex worry in his uncle's eyes that he couldn't understand.
"You go back first." Liu Ji pushed Liu Qi aside and entered the city alone.
Liu Qi hurriedly called out, "Uncle, aren't you going home?"
Without stopping, Liu Ji turned his head with a desolate expression and said, "I still have some unfinished business. You go ahead."
"Then, let me pass the message to Aunt, telling her you're back. She'll definitely be very happy." Liu Qi wanted to do something to help, as an expression of gratitude.
