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

Yang Jian didn't turn his head, but his hands tightly grasped the white jade railing under his body, making ten fingerprints on the rock-hard railing.

He knew that he had hurt the girl's heart, but he had no other choice.Da Niu is different from Mei Shan and the others. The Mei Shan brothers treat him with the word "righteousness". He destroyed this "righteousness" with his own hands. Even though the brothers are sad and resentful, they will not despair.But the big girl and the little sister treat him like a father-daughter relationship that is connected by blood. He can't destroy it. To destroy it is to obliterate the meaning of the big girl and the little sister's existence.

Therefore, he can only think of other ways.

It is impossible for the big girl to give up on him without any harm.

The lesser of two evils, he had to make a choice.

Yang Jian clearly remembered that in Lingxiao Palace that day, the big girl was so angry that he vomited blood because she cared about his words of "becoming a demon against the sky".It was only after finding Cun Xin's red clothes in the secret room that he thought of recognizing him.

He knew what the big girl cared about the most.

When Da Niu heard what he said, she was afraid that she would leave the Zhenjun Temple without looking back, and never come back again.He finally achieved his goal, but his heart was bitter and astringent, as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" The younger sister waited for a long time, but not only did her father not come, but even her elder sister who went out to look for her was gone. She is a sister who seems to have lost her soul.

The older girl looked blank, but the younger sister called her a few times but she didn't respond. The younger sister was terrified: "Sister, sister, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me! Sister, sister! Don't scare me!"

Finally, the big girl raised her eyelids slightly and reacted. After seeing the person in front of her clearly, she grabbed the little girl's wrist, got up and walked out, but her legs and feet were numb from squatting on the ground for a long time, and she almost fell down.

The little girl quickly supported her: "Sister, are you okay?"

"Let's go, get out of here immediately!" The big girl stabilized her body, dragged the little girl and walked out.

"But, aren't we going to invite daddy to dinner?"

Hearing the younger sister mentioned "Daddy", the eldest girl paused, turned her head, and looked at her younger sister with serious eyes, "Little sister, do you listen to what my sister says?"

"Sister, of course I listen."

"Well, don't ask anything, we'll leave here immediately." The big girl didn't want to say anything, and she didn't want to think about anything, she just wanted to leave this suffocating place quickly.

"But……"

"No but!" The little girl had never seen her sister so tough, and she didn't dare to talk anymore, so she could only follow the big girl's footsteps. Halfway through, she suddenly thought, "Sister, we left in such a hurry, Don't you need to tell daddy?"

"...No need." Perhaps it was a mistake for her to bring her younger sister to find her father.In Daddy's life, he didn't have them before, and he won't need them in the future.

"That's right." The Nantian Gate is ahead, and the little girl suddenly remembered a very important thing, "Sister, our wind chimes are still in the Zhenjun Temple."

The galloping big girl paused, but still didn't turn her head, "No more." Her voice was indifferent and detached, barely audible due to the breeze from the sky.

"Ah?" The little girl suspected that she heard it wrong, it was a wind chime!The wind chimes of their house!How important is that to them, how could my sister say "no"?

"That wind chime has no meaning to us..."

Yang Jian pushed open the door, and the empty room was indescribably quiet and deserted.The round table in the middle of the room was full of dishes, but it had long run out of heat.

Yang Jian stepped forward slowly and sat down in front of the table. There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table. a sour.He is never picky about food and clothing, just himself, if someone asks him what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat, I'm afraid he won't be able to answer for a while.However, the table full of dishes in front of him, when he set down his chopsticks, he realized that they were all his favorite dishes.

Something that he himself didn't know, but someone kept it in his heart all the time, and told their daughter... Yang Jian's eyes were astringent, and he picked up a bamboo shoot with chopsticks and wanted to put it in the bowl on his left, but he was suddenly taken aback, big girl little girl The girls know what he likes to eat, but he doesn't know what his daughters like to eat and what they don't like...

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was stunned for a while. Finally, Yang Jian put the chopsticks and bamboo shoots into the bowl on the left, and put a piece of ribs into the bowl on the right.

As soon as "Ding Ling" Yang Jian looked up, he saw the shell wind chime hanging under the eaves, and the girl's joyful voice from the heart was still echoing in his ears-"This is our family's wind chime"!

The wind chime was facing him, but it vaguely filled in the vacant position opposite him, what else did Yang Jian not understand.He stood up, took off the wind chime from the tent, and placed it on the side opposite him where the bowl was not placed.

Picking up the rice bowl, he greeted softly: "Cun Xin, big girl, little sister, it's time to eat."