Chapter 1112: Took away

Without the mountain that killed them, the people of Tanglin will live in peace and comfort, as if they were living in seclusion here, year after year, generation after generation.
If she is lucky enough to meet again, that thank you, she really wants to say to Xiaodong.
It was most of the day for Lao Heng to leave, and he didn't come back until nightfall, and there were Shen Dingshan and Shen Wenhao who came back with him.
"My Guoer, where is my good granddaughter?"
Shen Dingshan has not yet arrived, but the voice has already arrived.
Shen Qingci felt bad at once, she fell out of favor.
In the past, when my father came over, he would have to ask, A Ning, where is A Ning in my house, but now that A Ning has become a Guoer, he can't remember his daughter?
And Shen Dingshan doesn’t just miss his daughter. Now he is thinking of his little daughter. He is just such a grandson, who is exactly the same as his daughter. What he regrets most is that he didn’t see his daughter born. It was also because of the war. After this time, his daughter grew up a bit and grew up all of a sudden. Then he didn't see his daughter grow up personally.
Now that the world is peaceful, he can watch his little granddaughter grow up little by little without him having to lead troops out.
When the nurse brought Guo'er over, Guo'er also woke up, rubbing her eyes, she found Shen Dingshan at a glance.
"Grandfather..."
The milky voice of milk, the beautiful little face, and the softness of a dumpling, make Shen Dingshan this big boss just a soft mess.
He quickly hugged his grandson's daughter, and then squeezed her little face.
"My grandfather hasn't seen my family's Guoer for two months. Do you want my grandparents?"
"miss you."
It’s still such a soft voice, which makes Shen Dingshan extremely rare. I thought, how could his little granddaughter be so cute and beautiful. It depends on how good this little looks is. The capital is so big, but I’m looking for it. If it doesn't come out, it's as cute as his fruit.
He didn't want to let go anymore. He was afraid of letting go. What should Guo'er do when he grows up? If he grows up, he won't be able to hold it. .
"Father, can you give me a hug."
Shen Wenhao rubbed his hands on one side. He also wanted to be tight with his niece. There was no girl at home, but he treated his sister's child as his own.
Shen Dingshan said indifferently, "Go, why don't you give birth to one yourself?"
"I can't give birth."
How could these words poke Shen Wenhao’s heart? He also wanted to have a baby, and wanted a little girl, like Xiao Guoer, long and soft, as white and tender as a little Tang Yuan, if He really has a daughter, so he must hold her every day and wear the best clothes for her.
But he just can't give birth.
"Things that are not promising, you can't even give birth to a daughter. I have also given birth to two."
Shen Dingshan still felt that the knife was not stabbed deep enough, and then he pierced a little bit inward, without bleeding the seven orifices that Shen Wenhao had pierced.
Shen Dingshan finished training his son with cold eyes. When he saw the little granddaughter, he smiled again. Hearing the words of the little granddaughter's milky words, this heart, there is only the little granddaughter at this time. Yes, even his son was kicked aside.
Shen Qingci was all bloodied by his own Laozi.
His father is simply Jieqin who forced his son to death.
He has worked very hard to sow the seeds, but he didn't see the results. His son gave birth to two, and he didn't see a girl. He couldn't be like the elder sister, who had been born for ten or eight years without a daughter.
He didn't want to take a concubine, because there were more women in the family and it was troublesome, so he could only continue to work hard to see if he could grow a girl.
He was jealous at the little girl in Shen Dingshan's arms.
What to do, how can it be so soft, so beautiful, she wants to hug it, can't she?
But when Lao Tzu is here, he can only rest on one side.
Shen Dingshan didn’t put down his little granddaughter during the whole process. The other three children were given to Shen Wenhao, but Shen Wenhao wanted to hug his little niece. The children of the sister-in-law are pretty good-looking. Brother Yi, this little face is stunning, but no matter how beautiful this one looks, it has a hairy use, not a girl.
But even if Shen Dingshan is not afraid of his little grandson, he is still reluctant to let go of his granddaughter. Shen Wenhao, who is an uncle, has not touched a single hair of his little niece. Therefore, we must not come with Shen Dingshan, otherwise, this little niece , But it has nothing to do with others.
"Father, it's dark?"
Shen Wenhao reminded Shen Dingshan that they were also going back. This was unreasonable and there was a curfew soon.
"What reminder?"
When Shen Dingshan heard Shen Wenhao's voice now, how could he feel that he wanted to kick him so much?
He and his granddaughter hadn't seen him for a few months, and he was afraid that he wouldn't come again, maybe Guoer would even deny him as his granddaughter.
Shen Ding Shantu's eyes narrowed, and the murderous aura on his body also caused Shen Yanhao to fight a cold war suddenly.
This is the case with my father. The murderous aura on this body is only overflowing, even the children will be crying loudly. Even the two young ones in his family are now seeing their own grandfather, just like a mouse meeting a cat. Some cried holding the pillar.
But crying is still good, because I am afraid of being seen, it is inevitable that I will have a smoke. .
Don't look at his father at such an old age. He has become a father. If he didn't agree with him, he would be chased by his father with a sword like a grandson.
"Father, it's dark?"
Shen Wenhao reminded Shen Dingshan again that it was dark and they should go back.
The blue veins above Shen Dingshan's forehead jumped from time to time.
It's dark, when he is blind, how could he not know it is dark?
Guo'er was already asleep at this time, her small face was still a puff, which was very inviting, and her small appearance was too much like her mother, so she looked pretty tight.
Shen Dingshan's heart was cruel.
He held Guo'er and ran away, but after a few breaths, the figure was gone.
And Shen Wenhao's chin was about to fall to the ground.
His father, took away the child.
Took away.
Take away.
Up.
Shen Qingci could only look forward silently, where Shen Dingshan was long gone.
She sighed, and put her hand up in front of the table. She didn't know what her fingers were holding on the table.
Forget it, she has three more to play instead.
And if Bokeh knew that Shen Qingci’s evaluation of the three children could be used for play, I don’t know how many times Bokeh had to knock her on the forehead. This is a child, not a toy, not for use. Of playing.
Shen Qingci actually wanted to stay open. Anyway, in the past few days, she really didn’t have the mind to take care of a few children. Because of national affairs, she always stayed in the palace. As for herself, she also started her second home in Beijing. Yipinxiang.