After gathering her composure, Eloise asked delicately, "Baby, where have you been since you got separated from Mommy?". "I was looking for Mummy, but I couldn't find her, there were so many people around and I was a little bit scared. The little girl gestured with her little finger to show that there was only so much fear. Eloise was saddened and amused by the look on her face. "And then what happened, did you starve when you didn't have any money on you?". At these words the little girl said with a showy smile, "Of course not, I eat a lot. She said and gestured with her hands, both of which were wide open, to show that she had eaten so much. Hearing Sweety's words, Eloise couldn't hold back her tears and they fell again. Rowson silently reached over to wipe her, Eloise ducked and avoided it, taking the tissue and wiping herself clean. There was nothing he could do about the mother and daughter, so Rowson had to watch over them in silence. "You don't have any money on you, where can you get food?". Eloise didn't believe that this little girl had found her own food. Sweety puffed out her chest and said proudly, "I met a nice looking brother and a nice looking daddy, and every day I have lots of good food. My brother even stays with me and is so nice to me. When Sweety finished, Rowson's brow furrowed and corrected, "That's Uncle, not Daddy, and Daddy's here. "No, it's Daddy!". The little girl insisted, her mouth puckered up. Eloise, next to her, was confused, what do you mean daddy?. Catching Eloise's eye, Rowson explained to her, "She's calling out to the man who took her in, and she doesn't know what's going on. Just called out like that in front of someone, too, but luckily they didn't mind. Eloise, also in tears, twisted the soft flesh around her little girl's cheeks and said, "Why are you being so naughty?". The little girl grinned as she ate the pain. Seeing this, Rowson took Sweety in his arms and said patiently, "Remember, baby, you can't just call people Daddy in the future. Those who are the same age as Daddy have to be called Uncle, and Uncle has little ones at home, so you can't call Daddy so casually, okay?". Despite what Rowson said, the little girl refused to comply, shaking her head like a rattle. "No no, that's daddy. The little girl is unexpectedly stubborn in this matter. Rowson: "

Never mind, what can he do, he's helpless too. But hearing Sweety call the man made him feel slightly uncomfortable inside. It was probably because the man was nicer to Sweety that Sweety was m ore dependent on him, Rowson thought. By the afternoon, Eloise w as much less uncomfortable and w as discharged from the hospital. Country X, an airport in th e North District. The giant white iron bird swoops down f rom the sky and cuts a graceful arc across t he sky before landing smoothly on the ground. In a moment, the heads of the p eople who had been saved came out of the interior of the white aircraft. A large and small f igure emerges from a spec ial aisle in first class. "Solomo n, wake up, we're home. Hector led Solomon towa rds the outside of the cabin and patted Solomon's cheek. Solomon sle pt drowsily, his eyes half-open. Gripping Hector's lanky arms, his body all but leaning on Hector, he walked shakily. This would hear He ctor's voice and reluct antly open another slit. The moment I stepped out, the su n shone in my eyes. Father and son loo k off into the distance with half-smiling eyes. Just after dawn, white clouds mayfl y above, drifting with the wind and fina lly resting peacefully above their heads. Just like them, they have just retu rned to this familiar North District tod ay after three years of drifting abroad. "Da ddy, we' re home!" . Solomon tilted his h ead, giggled a little and repeated Hector's words. Returning to the cou ntry, almost everyone in s ight is just like himself. Skinned eyes and a mouth tha t speaks the same native language make for an intimate experience. Solomon's emoti ons were also mobili sed with excitement. Getting into the car back to the Rogers family, he asked He ctor a little uneasily, "Daddy, how do you think Grandma and the others will react to seeing us, will they not remember Solomon?" . As the saying goes, when you are close to home, children are already thinking about it. They didn't tell the family in advanc e of their return this time, they only kne w they would be back in the next two days. It was still early in the morning when the plane landed, and Hector didn't rush to call home to inform his family. Conside r it a surpr ise for them. Hector stroked Solomon's inky black soft hair and said warmly, "No, they'll be happy

Not to mention three years, ev en in another 30 years, the people a t home will still welcome them home. As the car gets closer to the entrance of the Roge rs family, the trees sweep by, swaying in the wind and dropping dappled shadows in a field of light and shade. Along the way, father and son l ooked out of the window and more or less noticed a change in the scenery. Three years on, Nort h District has still chan ged somewhat dramatically. Some iconic sights have been repl aced by new ones, and once familiar st reets have become somewhat unfamiliar. The mood is one of frustration, nos talgia, and timidity. At the moment, the c ar is parked firmly in fr ont of the Rogers family. Looking at the front door of the house, everything seems to be the same as it was before. Even the large tree in front of the d oor was only a little more heavily branche d and no more different from before I left. That faint se nse of unease was dispelled a little. Father and son got out of the car, Solomon spre ading his legs and running towards the front of the h ouse, while Hector pulled something out of the trunk. Solomon runs to his doorstep, his pa ce gradually slowing. The butler inside happened to be p ushing out the door to empty something and froze and froze when he saw Solomon. Solomon was a littl e nervous and stood stil l not knowing what to do. "What are you standing around f or? No call?" Ken came up from behin d and flicked a dumbfounded Solomon. Solomon sniffed and took Hector's hand, calling out tim idly, "Hello, Grandpa Butler. The housekeeper looked at a father and son carved out of a mould in disbelief. Rubbing his eyes, the two people in front of him did not disappear, whi ch confirmed that he was not dreaming. "A prince? Good heaven s! My lady, my lord, come ou t and see who has returned?" . The butler's mouth was open, ov erwhelmed with joy. Taking Hector's case , he opened the door and led father and son inside. Shouting as they walked, t he call drew the attention of a family coming down the stairs. Mrs Matriarch and Mr Fletcher came downstairs and saw Solomon an d Hector and the butler a reaction. "Ouch, not a dream, my big baby grandson!" . Mrs Matriarch was the first to r eact and she sprang to Solomon's side , hugging him tightly and kissing him. Mr Fletcher watched the pair from the sidelines, his mouth cracking into a smile. "Grand ma, Solomon misses you. Solomon was kicked out of breath fr om the hug and held his red face without forgetting to call out to Mrs Matriarch