Whoever says that the heart of an inch of grass can be rewarded with three springs

The little girl's heartlessness made Yang Jian feel a lot easier, "You rest, I'll come see you again." After finishing speaking, he picked up the medicine bowl and was about to leave, but the little girl grabbed the corner of the cloak.

"No, you stay with me, okay?" She was really bored here alone.

Yang Jian looked at the little girl's pleading eyes, and his heart softened. He didn't know if there would be such an opportunity in the future.Thinking of this, he nodded involuntarily.

Seeing Yang Jian nodding, the little girl was very happy, and hurriedly moved into the bed so that Yang Jian would have more room to sit down.

"Tell me about you." Yang Jian took the little girl into his arms.

"My business?" The little girl thought for a while, where should I start? "There is nothing to say about me. I lived with my sister and mother since I was a child, and when I grew up, my mother sent me and my sister to Grandpa Shizu. Later, when we came back from Grandpa Shizu, Mother My sister is gone, my sister and I are very sad, my sister took me to find my father..."

"Okay." Yang Jian hastily interrupted the younger sister's words, and let the younger sister speak further.Master grandpa?It turns out that the big girl was taught by the master, no wonder.He said why he didn't see his master last time when he hid the body of the fourth princess in Kunlun Mountains - obviously the cave where the master lived was clean and there was no trace of dust - he had something to hide from him and avoided him.

"You are suffering."

"It's not bitter." The younger sister opened her eyes brightly, "It's not bitter at all with my sister and mother." It's just that I don't have a father, and I feel a little regretful, but now I'm lying in my father's arms, and it's okay.

Looking at the little girl who is so easy to satisfy, Yang Jian felt sore and hugged the little girl even tighter.

He knew from listening to his heart that the abyss of the West Sea was desolate and cold, with no sunlight all year round. Not only was there no grass, there was no life there.

"How was your mother in those years?"

"How about what?" This kind of question is only half-asked, and the little girl can't understand it.

"That's right..." Yang Jian didn't know what to ask in the middle of the sentence. Although the little girl is much slower than the big girl, she is not an idiot.

"My mother is fine." Although she didn't know what Yang Jian wanted to ask, she just said that she knew it.

"Very good? What a good way?"

The little girl thought about it, and didn't know what to say, "Anyway, it's good, and being with me and my sister, how can it be bad." This, the little girl is still very sure.

Yang Jian recalled how Cun Xin was calm and let go when Xi Hai and Cun Xin said goodbye. At that time, he was the one who couldn't let go.

"Little sister, you have to listen to my sister in the future, you know?" Cun Xin, I'm sorry, I failed you and failed to take good care of our daughter.

My mother used to say this sentence a lot, so the little girl didn't think there was anything wrong with Yang Jian's mouth saying this sentence.

"Understood, Master Zhenjun." The little girl replied with a smile.

Looking at the little girl's flowery smile, that expression was the same as that of Cun Xin, Yang Jian suddenly couldn't restrain himself anymore, "Don't call me Master Zhenjun!"

The younger sister looked at Yang Jian suspiciously: "Then what do I call you?" In fact, the younger sister really didn't want to be called Lord Lao Shizi, but the older sister called him that way too, so she couldn't call him Erlang Shen anymore.

Yang Jian regretted saying this, what can he let his little sister call him, daddy?This is no different than Chen Xiang's "uncle", if he lets his younger sister call him that, even a fool will know that he knows that the eldest girl and the younger sister are his daughters.

"Or, I'll call you the second master." It was the younger sister who relieved him.

Mother said that when they got married, mother called Daddy like this.

"Second Lord—" the little girl called out in a tired voice.

——Second Master——

At that moment, the figures of the younger sister and Cun Xin overlapped in Yang Jian's eyes.The little girl looks like him, but her personality is like Cun Xin, every move, every frown and smile is full of Cun Xin's shadow.

He looked at his daughter, and the figure that flashed in his heart was Cun Xin.