Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

Jiang Zhizhou was also awakened by a slap in the face, and he apologized to Jiang Huaibo in a good attitude.

If you want to know whether this email is true or not, you can only find out by meeting Nian Nian on her birthday.

It was obvious that he would not get any answers from Jiang Huaibo.

On this side, the father and son of the Jiang family almost fell out, while on the other side, Jiang Zhiyi and Song Qiming had already boarded the bus back to the old residential area.

The world outside has changed a lot in five years.

Even the buses are decorated to look brand new.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the community where An Keshu lives.

An Keshu was waiting at the bus stop early in the morning, fully equipped.

I saw the handsome young man holding Jiang Zhiyi's hand and holding his master in his arms to prevent him from being squeezed by the crowd getting off the bus.

I am so relieved.

Ming'er, who hadn't seen her for five years, had really grown up.

And he is becoming more and more considerate, all thanks to Jiang Zhiyi's good teaching.

"Thank you, Zhiyi, for your guidance and care for Ming'er over the years."

Oh, the more I look at this kid, the more I like him.

I don’t know which girl will get the chance in the future.

Jiang Zhiyi glanced at Song Qiming.

Smiling, he said to An Keshu, "Xiao Ming is also very motivated. He takes good care of me."

An Keshu didn't pay any attention to the flirting between the two, thinking that they just had a good master-disciple relationship.

It is even more so when Jiang Zhiyi is being humble.

Nor did I take his polite words to heart.

She still knew her own son, although he was obedient.

But sometimes I just have that stubborn temper that can make people angry to death.

I guess Jiang Zhiyi has been worried a lot in the past five years.

"I have prepared a welcoming banquet for you at home."

An Keshu led the way and walked in front.

She didn't say a word on the way back, her pace neither fast nor slow.

In recent years, she has also heard about the establishment of the Security Bureau. It is naturally a good thing to establish a management bureau to restrain the Xuanmen.

But if the Song family wanted to kill her, they could still make her disappear from this world quietly.

You have to be careful.

When they got home, An Keshu opened the door, turned around and was about to invite the two of them to come in.

She was surprised to find that her son was still holding Master Jiang's hand.

Looking up, An Keshu looked at his son, who was already at least five centimeters taller than Jiang Zhiyi, and said:

"Ming'er, it's very safe here. You don't have to protect Zhiyi all the time."

After she said this, she felt something was wrong.

It seems like they should be safe, right?

If I hadn't been around, the Song family wouldn't have known that Ming'er was the person they wanted to kill.

So, why does the son always hold Master Jiang’s hand?

Could it be that they have been leading each other all the way?

"I know." Song Qiming said.

His handsome features were filled with a hint of joy:

"Mom, besides my current strength, I no longer need to fear the Song family. I also have good news to tell you."

He still didn't let go of Jiang Zhiyi's hand.

An Keshu, who was slow to realize it, also noticed something unusual.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Qiming had never been so serious.

One was when I became Jiang Zhiyi’s disciple, and the other was today.

An Keshu straightened his hair, which was messed up from taking off his gear, and walked towards the main hall:

"Come here and talk."

She looked calm on the surface, but she was thinking about what good news her son was going to tell her.

Why is it called a happy event?

Song Qiming's face showed it all.

Well, the child has grown up now, maybe he has found a daughter-in-law for her outside.

Were you afraid she wouldn't agree, so you didn't dare bring it back?

Even after returning home, he kept holding his master's hand. Was he hoping that Master Jiang would help him to intercede?

She is usually strict, but not unreasonable.

It's the modern era now, how could she possibly stop free love?

What a silly boy.

An Keshu, who was already immersed in the joy of having a daughter-in-law, walked lightly to the chair and sat down.

At the same time, he invited Jiang Zhiyi to sit down as well: "Zhiyi, you sit down too. Don't worry about that kid, he's very strong."

Jiang Zhiyi's old face turned red.

Then An Keshu also sat down.

An Keshu was right about one thing, Song Qiming was not strong and energetic.

His waist still feels a little sore now.

An Keshu encouraged his son to speak boldly:

"Tell me! I'm not some feudal parent. I can handle anything."

He laughed so brightly.

Song Qiming looked at Jiang Zhiyi and knelt down with a plop: "Mom, I brought you a daughter-in-law."

An Keshu smiled and immediately looked several years younger: "I knew my son was capable."

As she was laughing, she suddenly seemed to remember that Jiang Zhiyi was still by her side and she couldn't be so arrogant.

He glanced at Jiang Zhiyi apologetically and quickly stopped smiling:

"Why don't you bring them here? Don't be shy. You're all grown up now, and mommy's not that feudal patriarch."

"It has been brought back." Song Qiming said.

An Keshu looked everywhere for his daughter-in-law: "Where is she? Why can't I see her?"

Her heart skipped a beat, wondering if this guy would bring back a ghost for her.

Considering that stubborn temper, it's not impossible.

No wonder he keeps sticking to his master. Is he afraid of getting beaten?

I guess Jiang Zhiyi was troubled by this matter before he came back.

An Keshu silently told Jiang Zhiyi that he was sorry a hundred times in his heart.

"Mom!" Jiang Zhiyi spoke in time.

An Keshu was frozen in place by Jiang Zhiyi's words.

His face was full of disbelief.

She wasn't hallucinating.

Just now she seemed to hear Master Jiang calling her mother?

An Keshu looked at Jiang Zhiyi and then at Song Qiming.

"Mom, Zhiyi and I are together."

Song Qiming walked to Jiang Zhiyi and happily took Jiang Zhiyi's hand.

He openly disclosed his relationship with Jiang Zhiyi.

An Keshu muttered to himself and sat back in his chair: "Oh, Master, Master is good, better than a ghost."

She truly felt that Jiang Zhiyi was better than a ghost.

But that was Jiang Zhiyi!

"Well, Xiao Ming knows what I mean. Let's eat quickly. The food won't taste good if it gets cold." An Keshu was a little lacking in confidence.

Once he knew that Jiang Zhiyi was the one, An Keshu felt a little afraid to look him in the face.

In her eyes, Jiang Zhiyi is a person who is elegant and graceful, like a delicate orchid or a jade tree.

No one can blaspheme.

She always felt that it was her own son who took her away, and she felt a little sorry for her.

Encore was so busy that he couldn't finish the meal.

Not only did he pick up food for Jiang Zhiyi himself, he also ordered Song Qiming not to neglect his wife.

After dinner, Jiang Zhiyi took the initiative to bring up the matter of taking Song Qiming back to the Song family.

Although An Keshu was still a little worried, she believed that Jiang Zhiyi would not let Song Qiming go to his death.

It's not worth it for her to be without a husband if her son dies.

An Keshu, ready to fight, packed up his equipment and prepared for a decisive battle with Song Wenlong and his son.

Looking at An Keshu's appearance, Jiang Zhiyi felt vaguely touched.

This is his first mother in all the worlds he has traveled through.

None of those previous worlds had that.

To be honest, he also missed his daddy and father a little.

I wonder if Daddy and Father will be sad when they learn that he is missing.