Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

No, he didn't mean that.

If it were Hu who was standing here, she would definitely hold Yao's arm and ask aggrievedly how could this happen? How could the elder brother think so? If it was Jing, he might be so angry that he couldn't even eat. He would stay in the study all night, and the next morning, with red eyes, he would put the tofu dough sticks on the table and leave them to dry for a few days.

It's a pity that he is the one standing here. However, fortunately, Jing didn't come today because he had something to do. If the other party were here, he might have yelled at him angrily and asked him if he really didn't take his body seriously.

"No." Jin said two words after a while. He wanted to open his mouth to explain a few more words, but even his own children spoke to him in ten-to-one sentences. It seemed that apart from these two words, it was really enough. The glasses on the bridge of his nose became hazy as he breathed out.

I went to the families of the victims a few days ago and saw a group of people asking the person in charge for an explanation and compensation. People's hearts are unpredictable. They want more and give less. A life is exchanged for some money. Cries and complaints, silence and sighs, the gray sky, even if it doesn't clear up, you can't see the blue sky.

Complain?

In fact, I don’t complain.

At Yanmen Pass, we have defended against fierce foreign invasions many times. Blood was spilled on the battlefield, horses were wrapped in leather, and heroes died in a worthy manner. I just hope that in this world, the rivers will be clear and the sea will be peaceful, and the country and the people will be safe. Now we need development and energy. Yes, he has it and he will give it. He just wants this country to be strong so that his children don't have to learn to fight, and don't have to measure the value of this life by killing a few enemies. Let him, Wang Yao, never have to be detained to sign a document, have his land ceded to pay compensation, and lose his power and humiliate the country.

Yingze Bridge is so long.

Just like his Fen River.

I really don’t complain, and I still don’t complain until now.

It's just that sometimes he stands on the side and looks at the Fen River, which the children call the mother river, and thinks, just that this river is not like this originally.

It is so beautiful, sparkling in the sun. There are children standing on the dam, tiptoeing, raising their hands to reach the splashing river water. The tall reed flowers swayed in the wind. He woke up from there and grew up from there.

He lived a really long, long time.

As for his actions the next day, he did not tell anyone. When I asked, I just replied that I was thinking of a solution. For the most part, just don't worry, he has his own way.

"As a parent of a child, if the child is missing, you always have the right to look for it."

"But if I tell you that she has her own magic method, but one day in the future, she will choose you to dream, will you still persist?"

"Yes."

There are so many incredible things in the world, and they are looming in the drowsiness of consciousness. Waiting for one day in the future is too futile. Don't worry about his child. If he really has a choice, he doesn't want to be the tangled option.

Whatever you want to choose, just choose it.

Just like hundreds of years ago, children who went out to do business with their bags on their backs were told not to look back, go out and go somewhere else.

Which one is farther, the long way or the way down the well?

There is no blue sky and white clouds left here, no endless Fenhe River left, no crumbling ancient buildings left.

Which one is farther, the long way or the way down the well?

Jin chuckled, he felt that if he walked around, he would eventually arrive.

But at the moment when he successfully arrived in a strange world, his mood was actually dull and not as difficult to control as Zhe said.

Ah Yu, golden eyes.

This is the only news he knows.

The surrounding area looks like my own home, with mountains and water, and the architectural style is also familiar.

Two steps forward, there is a house that looks like a tree. Further forward, there is a young and handsome adult man.

It looked like a long wait.

The other party frowned slightly, and his hair, which gradually faded from dark brown to orange, was tied behind his back. His square and dignified face, with diamond-shaped eye sockets and golden eyes, made him look outstanding and vaguely regal.

Originally worried about the language barrier, Jin remained silent and stood there. But when he asked, the problem was solved on the spot.

In fact, what he originally explained to Zhongli was just to see how his children were doing and then leave. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles and unnecessary disputes.

However, he took two more steps forward, wanting to take a closer look.

Standing in the crowd, he saw the child.

As Zhe said.

You can really see it at a glance. But the appearance is so similar to Zhe's, how come that guy Zhe can't remember it at all, and doesn't expect to feel familiar when he looks in the mirror.

Maybe he looked at it for too long, or maybe he really didn't want to let go. After all, as an old father, it is really difficult for him to really see his lost child and to have him look away after just one glance. Therefore, it is natural to be noticed, and it may also include leaks from local people.

I just didn't expect that the little girl would actually learn martial arts.

It was also his fault. At that time, all he wanted to do was leave quickly. After his name was called and he heard a cry of pain from behind him, he didn't stop to help him, nor did he look back.

So now, it is reasonable for the child to cry, look at him pitifully without saying a word, and occasionally pick up his sleeves to wipe away his tears and vent his anger.

He didn't see anything like him at all.

Zhe is a liar. He looks so similar that you can forget about him. He definitely has his share of making children cry.

But he just has a share for himself...

"Why are you here suddenly? Why, how are you here? Will something happen?" Wutong was afraid that people would turn around and run away again, so she held on to her sleeves and refused to let go.

Jin didn't care whether the sleeve could be seen after all the twists and turns. Sitting in the pavilion, three in one, he answered concisely: "I have my own way."

"...Then, how long will it take for you to leave?"

The little girl looked unhappy. She didn't like to be separated. Jin lowered his eyes and said, "Let's change the topic."

"Huh? Oh...oh, okay." But having said that, she really couldn't think of a new topic to start for a while. Wutong looked longingly at the fish swimming nimbly in the pond. The mouth opened, closed again, and took a sip.

Realizing that the little girl was silent, Jin began to think about what Lu would say in his ear when he came to the house. It's a pity that out of the many nonsense words in the past, I can't think of any good ones at this time.

I could only ask stiffly, as if checking my household registration, "Is your mother from Hangzhou?"

"Yes, my mother's eyes followed Mr. Zhe's, and my father's words probably followed your palms. Although when I was learning the violin, he also held it and showed the movements in a decent way, and he was specially dedicated to it. I took a few photos to show to my second uncle and grandma, but they all received unanimous praise.”

The other person pointed to his hand on his knee and answered with a smile. It seems that this topic has been started quite well. Jin continues to ask: "What is your father's name?"

"Yu Shuhuai."

Shuning, Shuhuai...it's really a good name.