Sword Three: Time Traveling to Pick a Father

The girl bowed her head, but she knew what she had to say.Otherwise... Would it be better to hide behind and let Handsome Guo Daddy come forward?Since she can't call out that title at all now, and since she can't accept the so-called real father in her heart, yes, she really doesn't know him... It's not a good thing to drag Handsome Guo Daddy any longer.And she has also thought about it, no matter what, it will hurt one party. If she recognizes Ye Laosan, then Ye Laosan is her own father, how can she continue to stay by her uncle's side, one day she must leave the handsome father.If he recognized the handsome father, then Ye Wei would definitely be sad too.She doesn't expect to recognize two fathers at the same time, this is unrealistic, and she herself cannot accept it.Others will be surprised to see it.And even if she recognized two fathers, how could she completely satisfy both fathers?

Although Ye Wei is the real father of this body, Ye Wei is far less important to her than the handsome pot father-well, Ye Laosan can't even compare to a handsome father's hair... So, She said weakly but apologetically, "Uncle Ye, thank you."

Crashing and crashing, Ye Laosan's heart was broken, and he couldn't pick up what fell on the ground.

And Shuai Guo Dad's eyes were shining when he heard this, his whole face was so brilliant that people couldn't look directly at him, his tail was raised up to the Jiuchongtian (?), and he could only see the handsome Guo Dad's face full of arrogance, "Ye Wei , look how polite my daughter is, call you uncle as soon as you come in."

"Ye Laosan, why don't you answer? You are very rude. Aren't you the most respectful and courteous in hiding swords?" The handsome pot father is now a stern, completely swayed, sloppy Ye The third child wanted to draw out his sword, but he was also handsome in a duel.

"Fei'er... forget it, I also know that you can't remember the past. I... I don't blame you. In fact, it is really father who is sorry for you, and father has always wanted to make up for you." Ye Lao San squeezed The smiling face that comes out is a bit more bitter than bitter gourd "Come on, try it. Although it is not as delicious as your mother's, it tastes very similar. I let the chefs do it many times to make this taste. .When you were a child, you liked to eat very much."

Ye Lao San said so, and the girl was too embarrassed to refuse. She picked up a small, plain-looking pastry with her fingers, and there was no special decoration on the gray top. She put the pastry into her mouth.

Suddenly, a taste that was so familiar that it made her feel sad, but she nodded a little bit of a smile and sweet memories burst on the tip of her tongue. This taste invaded her soul in a violent manner, and her head began to ache, as if It was about to split, like a blunt knife cutting through her brain.She covered her head with her hands and cried out in pain, "Dad, Daddy, I have a headache. I have a headache, it hurts so much."

Many pictures came into my mind like a shock, fragmented gray pictures, basically no bright colors can be seen.

"Be good, Fei'er, don't disturb your father. He is in a bad mood now, and he didn't mean to hurt you." In the picture, the little girl was wearing old clothes and standing in the corner of the dilapidated house crying with red eyes. , the woman with a tired and haggard face was gently persuading her, "Be good, Fei'er. Mother will go to the shop next door to hand in some embroidery later. Fei'er don't go out casually, and you don't want to quarrel with your father. "Watching her mother leave, the little girl in the picture burst into tears. She was squatting on the mud alone, holding branches and pulling ants. She didn't have any toys of her own, because she didn't have any money to buy them. It is said that the little things brought over by the uncles were also taken by the mother to the pawn shop and exchanged for copper coins. She remembered that she liked a rattle very much and exchanged it for a bag of rice and flour.In the room, she looked fearfully in her eyes, really scared, really afraid of her father's fierce appearance.Just now she just accidentally dropped the wooden bowl, and her father was very angry and said that she interrupted his train of thought.

As soon as the picture changed, the little girl's face was unhealthily red. She was lying on the dilapidated couch, and she was in a daze.Wanting to drink water, wanting to drink water so much, she reluctantly climbed off the couch but fell to the ground, then, the girl crawled to another closed door in a daze, she whispered pitifully " Daddy, I'm thirsty. I'm so thirsty. Daddy. Daddy, Daddy." However, even if she was burned and fainted in the end, I don't know if she didn't hear it because she was too quiet, and her father didn't open the door in the end.When she woke up, she was lying on the couch, her forehead was covered with a handkerchief that had frayed and faded, the light was dim and her mother was still embroidering under the dim candlelight.Noticing that she woke up, her mother who had already given birth to gray hair brought her bitter medicine to drink, but because she had no money to hire a good doctor, and had no money to dispense better medicine, her illness dragged on for a whole week It took a whole week to get better.And that week, her father was completely immersed in his decadent world, and he didn't even look at her twice.

Under the same roof, but so strange.

"Take it out, take it out, I don't eat it. I'm not in the mood, go out, I don't want to see you. You go, don't follow me, a useless person, you take your daughter, go far away, go back to your tyrant Go with the knife." There were roars and the sound of bowls being thrown on the ground from inside the room.The little girl curled up in fear, but her eyes were still staring in the direction of the room.When she saw the tears in her mother's eyes, she walked to her mother's side despite her fear, stretched out her hand to hold her chapped, rough and callused hand, and said in a waxy voice, "Mother...mother don't cry. "The woman wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, crouched down and hugged the girl in her arms, "Mother didn't cry, mother didn't cry. Fei'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, your father accidentally dropped the food on the ground just now, mother will help you again." do it."

"Mother, Fei'er is not hungry." Although the little daughter was sallow and thin, she still tried to smile timidly, "Fei'er is not hungry, mother, go and eat. Fei'er went out to play." The little girl was so hungry Dazed and hiding behind the big tree outside the house, she could hear her stomach rumbling, she touched her stomach and patted her deflated belly childishly, "Don't bark, don't bark, it won't happen after a while." I’m hungry, let’s drink some water later. Mayfair is not hungry, Mayfair is not hungry at all.” She couldn’t eat.There was only so much in the pot, if she ate it, her mother would be hungry.

The picture changed again, there was a rare little gray pastry on the crooked table, the mother smiled and persuaded the girl to eat more.And at this time, the father who had been either in the room or gone out for a day appeared with a black face, "Where did you get the money?"

The girl saw her mother explain weakly, "Your elder brother and second elder brother asked someone to send some..."

"Didn't I say that I don't accept any hidden swords? Since they don't recognize you, why do you still get up to it? Do you have the backbone? Throw it out, throw it all out to me. How many times have I told you , don't accept anything from Tibetan Sword, I don't care." Dad started to be fierce again.The girl hid in the corner. Although she was very scared, she cared more about her mother and she didn't want to go out.

"But...but I really don't have any money now. I've been rushing to embroider things these days. These sent things can support us for a while, and I also want to make two new clothes for Mayfair." She Seeing my mother trying to persuade, "Look, Fei'er hasn't had new clothes for a long time. She is a girl after all. I want to dress her up beautifully, and I also want to save some money until the New Year..."

"No, I don't want it if I say no. I want to show them that I can live well even if they don't admit it." Dad threw all the things outside with a wave of his hand.And she saw her mother began to smile weakly and said that she would not take any hidden swords again. She watched her mother carefully ask if her father's martial arts had progressed, and she watched her mother's expression after hearing her father think of a new move. Be nicer.

The girl sneaked outside. The cakes made by her mother were delicious. She remembered eating them only once or twice a year.Taking advantage of her parents not paying attention, the girl found the dirty snacks in the mud, wiped off the mud on them, and ate them with relish.It's really... It's delicious, it makes her want to cry.But she wants to eat it quickly so that her father can't see it, and if she sees it, she will attack her and say that she has no spine, and her mother will be sad again.Because the swallowing was so fast, the girl choked to the point of tears.

In the end, it was red, a large piece of red, so red that it covered the sky and covered the sky. She watched her mother stand, and stood blankly watching her father fight with others.This time her mother didn't persuade her father anymore, probably because she was tired and had no strength to support her anymore.She saw her mother glanced at her, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Fei'er. Mom is really not a good mother, but I'm sorry, Fei'er, I really don't have the energy to go on anymore, I'm too tired. Fei'er Son, from now on, you have to take care of yourself."

"Fair, don't blame your father."

Then, the mother's chest was full of blood, full of blood... Her mother just fell to the ground, full of blood, the sky was blood, the ground was full of blood, all around.

My head hurts, it hurts... I remembered, I remembered everything.Who is she, who is she?Did Ye Qifei's memory enter her soul or... Originally, she was Ye Qifei, but at the moment her mother committed suicide, her soul, which was too painful and desperate, went to another place to live with another identity. Over ten years?

She remembered, that red, that was blood, it was all her mother's blood...

"Ninny, nannie, don't scare daddy, don't scare daddy." Feeling that she was hugged tightly by handsome pot daddy, the girl suddenly started to cry. Cry out all the grievances, all the sadness, all the helplessness in my arms.Those were the tears she had endured until now, the tears she hadn't shed after seeing her mother kill herself.

"Fei'er, Fei'er." Hearing Ye Wei's voice that sounded like coming from the door, she suddenly remembered how Ye Wei was angry in her previous life, her body trembled and she hid even tighter in the arms of the handsome dad.

The author has something to say: Well, after all, let the girl have the memory of Ye Qifei~~~~ Don't worry, just change the taste a little bit in this chapter, and continue to enjoy the bottom line (^o^)/~

Then the disciples of Ye Laosan's sect don't chase me... If you want to hit me, you are not allowed to slap me in the face (￣e(#￣)☆╰╮(￣▽￣///)

The thick pot lid on the top squirms and crawls away~~ Go to the game~~~~