Chapter 9: Dad will take you home

Lady Niu opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, couldn't say it, didn't know what she wanted?
"If you come half a month earlier, maybe you can meet each other. Sometimes it's just like that. Don't say half a month. Sometimes, maybe you can take it together in a couple, or maybe you won't be separated by nature."
"This is it."
Lady Niu opened the door. Their mother and daughter lived here, because they were outsiders. When Lady Shen came, she carried a very serious illness. The villagers were afraid that the disease would be transmitted, so they were allowed to live in the end. Here, although it is simpler, at least it is a place that can shelter from wind and rain.
The man walked in. When he saw this dilapidated house, his eyes were red again, and the fingers on his side were gripped tightly, and he felt distressed.
His Xuefei, his A Ning, were originally a daughter of gold, how could he live in such a house?
He stiffened and walked in, and saw the innermost wooden collapse made of planks, masonry and stone, and the rag and cotton wool above. He took a step forward, but he felt heavy lifting. Sick, he sat down and hugged the old torn quilt with invisible colors in his arms.
He no longer thought of his wife and his daughter, who lived in such a place and in such a cold day, but only the rags and cotton covering the bed, his heart hurt like a knife.
What kind of battle is he fighting, what enemy is he killing, he can’t even protect his wife and his daughter, he is still a ghost general, he is right, he is right, he is right It is the right to start the court, it is also the right people in the world, and it is also the right people in Da Zhou, but it is the only one who is sorry for his wife and his Xiao Ning.
And he didn't even see the last side of his wife.
He stood up again and walked to the table with a missing leg. There was an old pot on the table. He reached out and touched it. The water was cold. On the table there was a half-eaten black-faced bun. There are also a few tooth prints on it, he knows that someone has eaten them.
That rich and honorable wife was too shameless. Niu couldn’t help but cursed, how could such a wicked thing be done? Isn’t Ms. Shen giving her bracelet for nothing, but she’s just a child, so she’ll give it to her. How old the child is, how much food she has, and what she eats at one meal is less than that of birds. What does this black-faced bun mean? No wonder the child is getting thinner recently. She still thinks the child is Because the mother was dead, the reason for not having a good meal, but not coming, was the disgusting thing done by the rich daughter-in-law.
The man always stared at the half-black-faced bun, his eyes were congested, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped up.
Lady Niu was also frightened in a cold sweat. She is afraid to say now. Regarding the bracelet, she is really afraid that this man will break the head of the wealthy wife with one hand.
"The master..."
Lady Niu hurriedly stood in front of the man, fearing that he would stare at the half-black-faced bun again, thinking about how to kill.
"My name is Shen Dingshan," the man muttered, and walked over directly, then picked up the half of the black-faced bun from the table. "Can I eat this?"
Lady Niu touched her lips, and how to make this matter round is a problem.
"I originally asked the child to go to my house, but she didn't want to. She said that there is a smell of her mother here, and she will not leave her mother."
Shen Dingshan squeezed the half of the hard-faced bun in his hand, it was as hard as a stone. How did his little A Ning eat this stone? She was so young, she was only four years old, she There is no mother.
Thinking of his daughter's life, Shen Dingshan smashed his fist against the wall, and also smashed the wall. Even the broken house shook with it.
Niu did not dare to move even when she moved, and she was shocked in cold sweat.
As soon as she turned around, she found a small child standing at the door. She was still wearing the gray clothes with patches she made by herself and carrying a bundle of dry wood on her back. , Those firewood are all about bending the child's back.
"Xiao Qingci!" Lady Niu hurriedly called out when she saw Shen Qingci.
While Shen Dingshan was stunned, he slowly turned his head, his gaze shifted downwards. At that moment, almost all of his dry eyes were filled with soreness. He could not help closing his eyes. It also forced those sourness back.
Shen Qingci stared at the tall man blankly. It was Daddy. The corners of her mouth moved for a long time, and finally he held back everything.
There was a buzzing in her head, and there was nothing to hear, except for the sounds that almost penetrated her eardrums.
General Shen died in battle. The army had no food and grass. Most of the soldiers died of starvation. General Shen had not eaten all his grains for a few days. He was struggling to die with the enemy. He was pierced by the enemy's arrows. It's all streamed, and death is tragic.
"Shen Qingci, Daddy died for your sake. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't fight that uncertain battle. If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't die. Shen Qingci, you are a cold-blooded woman, you Without heart, you have no lungs, and you are not worthy of being a man."
"A Ning, Daddy’s little A Ning, don’t be afraid. If there is Daddy, the woman will die when she dies. She is damned. Who told her to bully Daddy’s little A Ning, Xiao A Ning is not afraid. Daddy has already asked the emperor. As long as Daddy wins this battle, Daddy will give you this military merit so that others will not embarrass you."
Her head is very messy, there are all kinds of chaotic sounds, almost all of them burst her head, her whole body seems to rise suddenly, almost about to be blown to pieces.
It wasn't until a thickly callused hand was placed on her face that she gradually recovered her senses, and all those voices disappeared, no more, no more.
In exchange for the voice of someone talking in the village, the big yellow dog next door barked again, which household’s hens lay eggs again, and the wind, rustling, and small and faint outside...
Actually today... there is no wind.
A Ning, Shen Dingshan half-kneeled on the ground, touching Shen Qingci’s little face that he almost lost. This is his A Ning. It can’t be wrong. His little A Ning is exactly the same as his wife. It's his A Ning, his A Ning, his daughter.
"Daddy's little A Ning, don't be afraid, dad will come and take you home."
Shen Dingshan took the firewood from his daughter's body, and then picked her up. The dignified seven-foot man, the dignified general Zhou ghost, is now holding his daughter and almost crying.