Chapter 1077: Ye Chen's Father's Love

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Ye Chen aggravated the tone, and when it came to this, even the red lotus next to him was silent, and he didn't plan to help the little charcoal.
"me……"
Little Charcoal didn't know whether it was nervous or guilty, the stuttering Ye Chen kept on, and the sound was not low, and finally brought a slight crying cry.
"I... I went to the opposite... Opposite the Tiejing Mountain..."
Just when the two of them couldn't bear to see the pitiful look of Little Grey Charcoal, she still took a sigh of relief and whispered the words out.
Tiejing Mountain... Probably the name of that mountain.
"Do you know how far there is?" Ye Chen took a breath and asked as calmly as possible.
"Um..." Nodded, nodded.
"Do you know how dangerous it is along the way?"
"Um... woo woo..."
Nodded, nodded, little gray charcoal could not hide the crying.
"Have you climbed up?"
Ye Chen's eyes fell on the hands and feet of the small gray charcoal.
"Ooooo..."
Nodded in tears.
"But...but..."
Sucking his nose and wiping his eyes, small gray charcoal said hard, with two hands wrapped in cloth strips, holding out the three iron wattles hidden in his arms, with the same merit, and pushed them in front of them.
"But...this...can...can sell a lot of money...so..."
Her head lifted slightly, and she said in a slightly calm tone, as if thinking that taking out these few wattle flowers would make them angry.
Is this what the little charcoal has to climb to get there?
Looking at the three iron wattle flowers in front of him, Ye Chen almost wanted to laugh, and at the same time there was an urge to crush these flowers into smashes.
It's just a few burnt-out flowers, and dare to let your baby girl... make her baby girl into this look, even if it is broken one by one, the petals are picked off and smashed, and even the grass It is difficult to eliminate this anger by shoveling and crushing the Iron Jing Mountain.
But...can't be like this, because it was picked up by small charcoal, because on the top of the mountain, small charcoal talked to them like a friend.
Ye Chen stood up silently, holding the three iron wattles in his hands.
Guren suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's clothing corner under the table, looked up at Ye Chen, and bit her lip. Shaking his head slightly, his eyes showing helplessness, it seems to be pleading for Ye Chen not to be impulsive.
Really, does this little idiot think that Ye Chen will ignore the feelings of the small gray charcoal?
Touching the head of Honglian, she took her hand away from the corner of the dress without any resistance. Guren was shocked, shocked by Ye Chen's courage that had just emanated.
Ye Chen turned and left, leaving the dull gaze that Honglian still hadn't responded to, and the small gray charcoal full of doubts and timid eyes, leaving the cave and disappearing into the boundless night.
A moment later, Ye Chen came back, and his hand was already filled with a concave flower pot dug out of a stone filled with mud. Three iron wattles have been planted on it.
Little gray charcoal's eyes became dull, and he didn't understand why Ye Chen had to plant these wattle flowers for sale.
Where should it be? Here? The most prominent corner, but is it really okay? Being able to sell a lot of money means making people coveted.
After thinking about it, Ye Chen still made a flower pot made of stone. Placed in an obscure corner, then waved at the small gray charcoal.
"Little charcoal, come here, I have something to tell you."
Probably stunned by his father's strange behavior. Little Charcoal's movements were a little hesitant, but he didn't dare to resist at all. He flinched and walked down with his head down.
"Huh...wow!"
In the exhalation of Little Grey Charcoal, Ye Chen hugged her and put her on her lap and sat down. Little Grey Char thought what Ye Chen was going to do. After all, her expression was so terrible. She was terrified and died. With his eyes closed dead, his hands protecting his head, a posture ready to be beaten.
"Little gray charcoal, open your eyes and look."
Ye Chen rubbed her head with tears and laughter, and this movement made her head shrink again, terrified.
Without being subjected to the expected scolding, the small gray charcoal slowly squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the three iron wattle flowers before her.
In her sight, Ye Chen pointed her finger at the three flowers, two of which were left and right.
"This is Dad, this is Mom, and..."
The finger fell on the small wattle flower in the middle: "This is our little gray charcoal."
The small gray charcoal in his arms raised his head and looked at Ye Chen with stunned eyes.
"From now on, these three flowers represent our family, so I will give Xiaohui charcoal a very important task, take good care of these three flowers, and let them live healthy and happy. , Just like our future lives, little charcoal, can you do it?"
With his head down, his chin was gently rubbing against the small gray charcoal cheek, Ye Chen looked at the small gray charcoal tenderly and asked.
The small gray charcoal still opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at Ye Chen, as if he saw something incredible, the pair of big eyes that were originally squinted into a gap, also opened a little, revealing a little beautiful color from inside .
"Why, can't you do it? Explain in advance that this is of great significance to Dad, so small charcoal must help Dad take care of it, as long as you take care of these flowers, you can do it. Promise dad? Pull the hook."
Ye Chen stretched out his finger, smiled and shook in front of the small gray charcoal, his soft and focused eyes fell on the thin face, expecting those squinting eyes to open wider and reveal more beauty.
Small gray charcoal was still staring at Ye Chen blankly. For Ye Chen's words, Ye Chen's movements seemed to go unheeded, and his body was stiff and motionless. Only the slightly opened lips were trembling.
For a long time, she suddenly lowered her head quickly, as if to hide the expression on her face, and lowered her head deeply. Buried his head in his chest, then nodded, and extended his hand... only to find that it has been wrapped into a zongzi with cloth strips, and it can't be hooked with Ye Chen's tail finger.
"Ooo...Ooooo..."
The sobbing sobbing came from his arms. One drop, two drops, a warm sensation from my knees, it was moist drops of water falling from the cheeks of the small gray charcoal hanging down deeply.
"You... what's wrong with you?"
Unexpectedly, this kind of situation has never been encountered before, and Ye Chen panicked, why did she suddenly cry? Is it because I can't hook with myself, so I cry sadly?
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