Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

The weather in November is really getting faster. It was warm and sunny two days ago, but today it is snowing heavily.

An Jinshu ignored the severe cold weather and went straight to the door of the house without stopping.

When she ran to the door of the mansion, she saw her mother raising her head and talking to a man in armor from a distance, her face full of love but unable to hide her tears.

The majestic figure in her memory seemed to have been away for too many years, and her eyes became sour just looking at his back.

The two people not far away seemed to have noticed her presence. Qu smiled softly at her and waved her over.

When the man next to him turned his head, An Jinshu couldn't control it anymore, and tears rolled down her face.

She barely hesitated, and without waiting for the other person to recognize him, she ran forward with her skirt in hand and threw herself into his arms.

"Daddy!"

No one thought, not even An Ruhe himself, that his daughter, whom he had never met before and had been away for eleven years, could recognize him and be so enthusiastic, as if he had never been absent from her childhood. , it seems that to her, his father has always occupied an important place in her.

At this moment, An Ruhe's heart seemed to be beaten hard, and he was filled with joy.

No matter how hard and tiring he was on the frontier, as long as he had this call of daddy, he felt that everything was worth it. It was worth it!

He responded solemnly, touched the head of the person in his arms lovingly, and looked at Qu with gratitude.

In his opinion, his daughter was too young to know these things. It must be Qu who taught her so that the father and son would not be separated.

Qu naturally accepted his gratitude. Although she was also surprised, she attributed everything to the fact that blood is thicker than water.

After all, they are father and daughter, how can they not have some family affection?

The banging sound of moving things outside the door was endless. An Jinshu, who had cried enough, poked his head out of An Ruhe's arms. His eyes were moist and translucent after crying, and the tip of his nose was red and heartbreaking.

"Hey, let me guess, this must be the little overlord of the An family. Why is the little overlord crying?"

A deep and hearty voice came from behind, and then An Jinshu felt her body light up. She had moved from her father's arms to the arms of another young man.

The man was very similar to An Ruhe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was extremely handsome.

Even though his skin is exposed to wind and sun all year round at the frontier, it is not too rough. Compared with An Ruhe's heroic appearance with a beard and beard like a halberd, the man is more handsome.

"Brother!"

An Jinshu called out sweetly, without any feeling of unfamiliarity.

This sweet "brother" made An Jinran laugh heartily, took out the treasure from his arms and put it into the hands of the little man.

"The little bully is so good as a brother, how can he receive this in vain? Take this, my brother got this from the frontier for you. Take a look and you like it."

An Jinshu held the ruby ​​slightly smaller than her palm and looked at it fondly. Although she didn't answer, she obviously loved it very much.

Then her throat became sore and her eyes turned red. Only her brother had ever called her Little Overlord, and this ruby ​​was given to her by her brother in her previous life.

But what did she do?

He was killed by a sword because he harmed his brother for selfish reasons.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, An Jinran thought she didn't like the gift and cursed in his heart that he didn't understand the little girl's preferences. This was good, the little girl must have been annoyed by his perfunctory behavior and quickly spoke to save her.

"Little sister, you don't like this gift from brother? It's okay! Brother, there are still several large boxes of jewelry for you to choose from."

Seeing that he misunderstood, An Jinshu quickly calmed down and waved her hands to explain: "Yanyan likes it, really, really likes it. I was just thinking that my grandmother loves gems the most. She will be happy to give this ruby ​​to her."

An Jinran was stunned for a moment and then breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that he was not annoyed. He laughed and scratched the tip of the nose of the person in his arms lovingly.

"It turned out to be a little fox who wanted to use his brother's gift to please his grandmother."

An Jinshu wrinkled her nose: "Brother is so unreasonable. He gave gifts to others and called them little foxes."

"This....."

An Jinran also didn't expect that this little girl would call him stingy in a roundabout way, and while choking on his words, he rubbed her head vigorously in retaliation.

"You little bully, you are worthy of being my sister, An Jinran. My brother is even at a loss for your clever words."

An Jinshu slapped his big hand on his head and asked An Biehe for help: "Dad, brother is bullying me! Daddy, save me."

"You, you will bully your sister as soon as you come back."

Mrs. Qu cried and laughed while watching the two of them fighting. She hugged An Jinshu, and then hugged An Jinran's arm and burst into tears. An Biehe stepped forward and circled them.

"It's okay, it's all over."

Qu choked up and nodded, touching An Jinran's face couldn't get enough.

An Jinshu nestled in Qu's arms and looked at this scene with sadness.

My brother was only six years old when he left. My mother not only had to endure the pain of her husband's separation, but also the pain of her beloved son's separation. After so long, my mother would probably dream about my brother every night in her midnight dreams.

But thankfully, my father is still alive, my brother is still alive, my mother and grandma Hongli are still alive, they are all alive.

They all still have time to make up for their regrets.

The family chatted happily for a long time, and after Mrs. An arrived, there was a burst of maternal kindness and filial piety. It was not until the luggage outside was almost unloaded, and the deputy general came to report to the family that they stopped talking.

During this period, An Jinshu was immersed in the joy of finding something. It wasn't until the deputy general broke the warm atmosphere that An Jinshu realized that she seemed to have forgotten something important.

Her eyes quickly scanned the people at the door, but she didn't see the figure in her impression. Just when she was feeling doubtful, she saw An Ruhe slap his head and say in annoyance: Why did you forget this person.

Then he strode out of the palace gate with meteoric steps, walked to the carriage outside, held up the door curtain and said something to the people inside. Then the door curtain was opened, and a top-notch figure appeared in front of everyone.

An Jinshu's eyes suddenly flinched, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Standing next to her, Mrs. Qu noticed something was wrong with her and thought she was cold, so she ordered Hong Li to get her cloak.

But she didn't know that An Jinshu was not cold at all, but frightened. That man was her nightmare, a heartbreaking nightmare.

She had thought that she was mentally prepared to face him, but when she actually faced him, the fear that came from the depths of her soul could not be concealed.

Her tribe was wiped out, her relatives were exiled, and the days in the dungeon where life was worse than death flashed before An Jinshu's eyes. She tried hard to calm down, but her body couldn't help but tremble despite her efforts to restrain herself.

Chill spread all over the body from the soles of his feet. An Jinshu bit his lip and did not let go until the fishy smell filled his mouth.

Under the cover of a cloak, warmth was like a big hand pulling An Jinshu back from hell to the world. She looked up in shock and saw Mr. Qu looking at her suspiciously: "Yanyan? What's wrong?"

Her heart was beating fast, her eyes were red, and her palms were covered in cold sweat. She was afraid that Qu would find out something was wrong, so she kept telling herself to calm down.

The soft plush of the cloak brushed against her cheek, giving her a little peace of mind. An Jinshu lowered his eyes and shook his head, pretending to be calm.

"It's okay, Mom, it's just a little cold."

With Yurou attached to her head, An Jinshu could feel her hair being smoothed.

"It's snowing for the first time today. It's indeed a bit cold. Wait a minute until your father has packed up and we can go back to the house together."

An Jinshu nodded obediently and set his sights not far away.

"Okay mom, I'll wait for dad and brother to go home together."