Soon, he arrived at the door of his home.

Ding Hao was a little restrained and a little nervous.

"Uncle Ding, Auntie, open the door. Brother Hao is back," Xiao Xiaoxiao said loudly and ran over to knock on the door.

A familiar voice came from inside. "The door is not locked. Just open it. I'm busy."

It was Ding Hao's father's voice.

For a moment, Ding Hao's eyes were slightly wet. He thought that he could no longer hear ...