Feeling the warmth and softness in front of my abdomen, smelling the smell of the shampoo I had used for her before coming out of Jiaqi's head, I felt inexplicable spirit and excitement, and even had the urge to stop the car and play with Jiaqi.

As this little girl grows bigger and bigger, sometimes, I really feel that my self-control over her is getting weaker and weaker.

I suddenly thought, there are so few people here, what if I do something to Jiaqi?

Thinking of this, I was a little excited, and my whole heart was beating hard.

If I really do anything to Jiaqi, Jiaqi will never resist me. All these years I have taught her has instilled in her the idea that she should obey me.

Whatever I ask her to do, she will never refuse and resist. To Jiaqi, I am her God, her everything.

It is also the guarantee of her life, and it is her only relative.

Maybe she behaved very lively and lovely in front of me, but as long as I frowned, she would never dare to speak out, and she would not dare to insist on her actions anymore.

Whatever I want her to do, she will never resist. She wouldn't even think to resist, because she didn't even know the relationship between men and women. She doesn't know what love is, what is the relationship between men and women, and she doesn't know what the real father-daughter relationship is.

If I were to do something to her, she wouldn't be able to say no.

That's the reason for my excitement.

For a virgin who likes to watch island movies and likes unrealistic reverie, it is simply incredible to live with a girl for 8 years and not do anything. But I did, maybe I did some dirty things, but I still didn't really take that last step, didn't take away Jiaqi's virginity.

Although the obscene things I have done to Jiaqi over the years have been like a common thing, I have never crossed that last step.

If you want to ask why, I think there are many reasons, one is that Jiaqi is too young, and I really want to do something to her, I am afraid that it will cause damage to her body. I'm not stupid, and of course I know that before development, some parts of girls are quite fragile and simply can't withstand the impact of adults. Also, there was a reason why I was afraid, I was afraid that if I did something to Jiaqi, what would Jiaqi think of me when she grew up, would she hate me, and I couldn't afford that.

And the third reason, which is also the real reason why I didn't do anything to Jiaqi, is probably because in my brain, there has always been such a side, and Jiaqi is my daughter. So to a certain extent, I still take care of her like a father, hoping that one day she will find the happiness that truly belongs to her.

I don't want to rob this cute girl of her future happiness because of some of my dirty desires, so I restrain myself and restrain myself at a critical moment every time.

And leave the best of me to Jiaqi.

In Jiaqi's heart, I will always love her gently and kindly.

No one knows my sinful side but myself.

I think I really fell in love with Jiaqi and this beautiful and cute little guy.

It's not the freshness I felt when I first picked up Jiaqi, but it's a real love.

What does it be like when you truly love a girl?

It's definitely not that you want to possess her and make her belong to you like a doll, but to respect and protect her to the greatest extent and hope that she will be happy and happy. And take her joy and happiness as your supreme happiness.

Perhaps, I really fell in love with Jiaqi.

Looking at Jiaqi sleeping peacefully on my lap, I suddenly realized this at that moment.

The mountain wind swirled outside the car window, and the night fell, and even the last ray of light on the horizon finally disappeared completely.

Before I knew it, I finally drove into the small village where my father's hometown was.

Dad's hometown is at the foot of a back hill on the edge of the village, where the back hill used to be my grandparents' land, there was a bamboo forest and a peach forest, but since my grandparents died, that land has been completely deserted, because none of the young people in the village want to stay and farm, so the land has not been sold. The peach trees there have not been picked for several years, and I don't know how many have been stolen over the years.

But in any case, although the land in the back mountain is temporarily abandoned and no one takes care of it, the ownership of the land in the back mountain is still mine.

And my grandparents and father are also buried at the end of the peach grove in the back mountain.

Those three tombs are already the best sign of land ownership in themselves.

Of course, in addition to the land in the back mountain, I also inherited the ancestral house of my grandparents.

The original heir of this ancestral house should have been my father, but because my father died early, the heir of that old house became me.

It was a three-story old house, which my grandfather built when he was young, and it has a history of almost half a century.

The first two floors of the old house are half-brick and half-wood, including the beams, ceilings and stairs are the oldest wooden structures, until the third floor is a complete brick structure.

My favorite thing when I was a kid was running around on that wooden staircase, because the stairs were wooden, every time I ran and jumped on the stairs, the stairs would creak and make me feel an indescribable sense of excitement.

Nowadays, my father and aunt rarely come back here after my grandparents died, so this old house has long been abandoned, most of the lime on the surface of the house has been eroded, and the wooden beams have been corroded by termites and other insects over the years. If it weren't for the fact that several of my aunts paid the old people in the village to clean it every month, and repaired it several times over the years, I am afraid that this old house would have been no longer in shape.

When I drove to the old house and looked through the front window at the tall shadow of the old house in the dark, I was really emotional.

"Kiki, we're home. "Parking on the narrow gravel road in front of the old house, I breathed a sigh of relief and called out to the elf who was asleep on my lap.

"Uh-huh...... Jiaqi actually slept soundly, I called several times, and the little guy actually replied to me with a soft snoring sound, and his eyes were still narrow.

Seeing Jiaqi sleeping sweetly, my heart moved, and I directly reached out and pinched her nose, and sure enough, she was directly scared awake in less than two seconds.

"Uh-huh, papa...... I'm sleepy. ”

"Don't sleep, little lazy worm, Papa's hometown has arrived, and we're getting off. ”

"Ahh

"Wow, so big house, papa. It's huge. Although it was dark outside, under the illumination of the headlights, Jiaqi still saw the tall and ancient black shadow in front of the car, and immediately screamed excitedly.

I opened the car door and asked her to get out of the car.

After getting out of the car, Jiaqi was even more excited, looking around the outside of the dark old house, bouncing, sitting on the stone bench outside the house, jumping on the pile of rubble outside the old house, looking up and down at the big house that was many times taller than her short body.

"Kiki, this is Papa's hometown. We're here tonight. ”

"Well, papa, this house is so big, I love it so much. Hee-hee. Jiaqi tilted her head, her bright eyes looked at the balcony on the top floor of the old house without blinking, her mouth opened and closed, and she said silly words to me happily.

"Okay, Kiki, Kiki and Papa have been living here since then, how about it?" I joked.

Originally, I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect Jiaqi to answer me in the affirmative.

"Really, that's great, papa. Jiaqi answered me in a heartfelt manner, her eyes full of joy.

"Ah, Kiki really wants to live here? Why? If you live here, Kiki won't be able to see Xiaohuang, nor her teachers and classmates. ”

"Hmm...... But, Papa, this house is so beautiful, like the ...... in Snow White Castle the same. Jiaqi said stupidly.

"Oh, castle? Kiki's imagination is so rich. "I looked up at the old house in the darkness, and I could not see that it had anything to do with the castle.

But at that moment, I secretly felt that this old and dilapidated house seemed to exude a new spring light.

Jiaqi and I had just stood outside the old house and watched for a while, but suddenly it rained coldly, and it was not small.

Although it is normal for it to rain on Qingming Festival, it usually rains lightly, but this time it is pouring down.

Drops of cold rain fell on Jiaqi's and me's heads, and the indescribable cold made me shiver.

"Papa, it's raining. Jiaqi looked up at me with big eyes, and a drop of water ran down her cheek.

"Well, Kiki doesn't know, it's going to rain on Qingming Festival, it's God crying for those who died. Here, Kiki, help Papa get something. I smiled and told Jiaqi the story of the rain on the Qingming Festival, and at the same time opened the trunk of the car, and took out a plastic bag containing some cooked vegetables, some coins and incense from it, I plan to spend the night in my hometown tonight, and at the same time commemorate my grandparents and father.

At my instigation, Jiaqi clumsily stretched out her two small hands to help me carry the plastic bag.

Seeing Jiaqi carrying a bag in both hands like a little penguin, I couldn't help but want to laugh again. Come to think of it, I taught Jiaqi to serve dishes and bags with my own hands.

From childhood to adulthood, almost all of Jiaqi's life skills were taught to her by me, even Ma Yike is not as good as me who has been by Jiaqi's side for many years.

The little guy who could only take a pillow and a plate can now help me carry a bag. This made me feel inexplicably gratified.

I pulled out all the cooked lunches I bought in the city out of the trunk, and at the same time pulled out a quilt that I used to spend the night in my hometown.

When my grandfather died, the quilts and blankets in the old house had been burned out, so every time we went back to our hometown for the night, my father and I had to bring our own quilts, which has become a habit over the years.

Jiaqi was carrying a plastic bag, while I was carrying the quilt wrapped in a plastic bag on one shoulder, and took out the key with the other hand, walked to the door of the old wooden house, turned around, pushed again, and opened the door of the old house.

With a creak, the distant sound echoed, and the ancient wooden door opened, and the lintel fell with bursts of dust, and a smell of moss rushed to the nose.

"Papa, it smells weird. Stinky. The moment she walked in the door, Jiaqi immediately raised her little eyebrows, wrinkled her little nose, and complained.

"It's the smell of moss, it's okay, Papa used to smell it when I was a kid. ”

As I spoke, I walked into the old house and closed the wooden door behind me.

The old house is very large, with three-storey rooms and corridors on the left and right, a spacious lobby in front of it, and a small courtyard with an orange tree in the center of the old house, which resembles the shape of a "mouth".

Because it was very dark, so when Jiaqi and I walked into the old house, we couldn't see anything at all, but fortunately, I tried the light switch in the house and found that it was still on the electricity, although the effect was very poor, but it was good to illuminate, so I was relieved.

It was only when the lights were on that I could see what was going on, and directly in front of me was a yard overgrown with weeds, almost every one of which was up to my knees. There is a man-made protrusion in the thriving weeds, which is an ancient well covered with a manhole cover, and opposite the ancient well is an orange tree with withered leaves, and under the orange tree is a large water tank, but there is a striking crack in the wall of the water tank, showing its age.

The old house is still the same as the old house, almost no different from the last time I saw it, except that there are more weeds, and it looks particularly barren and desolate.

I had never seen such a dense overlock of weeds when my grandparents were alive, but less than a year after they died, it became a world of weeds.

This is called people go to the empty building.