"Aoxue, it's really been many years, haven't you ever doubted it. Your father's wife, why don't you have any children? Grandma Jiang asked a key question.

In fact. This Jiang Aoxue is also occasionally curious, her father's wife, her stepmother, was only a woman in her twenties when she married her father. And. With Yongxin Houfu, she is also a good match, this father's wife, for so many years, in addition to ignoring herself, can be regarded as conscientious for Houfu.

Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Aoxue's puzzled eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Your stepmother, the reason why she has no children so far, is that your father, when they got married, put a child-killing medicine in the wine, and your father also knows this woman's thoughts, if he has his own children, he is worried that your stepmother will not be good for you, so your father made this decision."

Also, when your brother and your stepmother wanted to marry you to that Chai Tianyou. Your father also observed his character before agreeing. But one day. Your father heard some of Chai Tianyou's messages, and then he knew Chai Tianyou's personality, otherwise. Do you think that if your father didn't get in the way, how could you resist this marriage? ”

Listened to a series of words from Grandma Jiang. Jiang Aoxue was shocked and speechless, if, what grandma said was true. That father is really protective of himself.

Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Aoxue and fell into deep thought, and said to Jiang Aoxue, "Aoxue, go, go and see your father." Over the years, he has not had an easy time. ”

"But. Grandmother. Your body? Jiang Aoxue was a little shaken. But. I also want to take a look and accompany my grandmother, after all, grandma she ......

"Okay, grandma's good girl, grandma doesn't have anything here. Feel relieved. Grandma will hold on until she sees your child hit the ground. Grandma Jiang said to Jiang Aoxue.

Listened to Grandma Jiang's words. This Jiang Aoxue was also a little shaken. She looked at grandma. I thought about the irrepressible curiosity in my heart. She said to Grandma Jiang. "Then, grandma, I'll see you next time," and then got up and left.

Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Aoxue's back and wanted to laugh in her heart. This child should be the seed of the Jiang family, and he looks anxious. It's exactly the same as her father.

Jiang Aoxue ran in the garden of her own home, which was the same path as her father's study. In the past, when I asked my father to say goodbye to my father with my brother, I always felt that this road was short. Now, I feel that this is a long road.

This way represents your own heart. When I was young, because my father never cared about himself, he only cared about his brother, so. I don't want to see my father, I just want to spend time on this road, but now. I wanted to ask my father if what my grandmother said was true. Therefore, I feel that this road is very long, like a long one without end.

Finally. This Jiang Aoxue arrived at her father Jiang Houye's study. Jiang Aoxue looked at the study door in front of her, and felt a little emotional. There was also some hesitation. After listening to my grandmother's words, I rushed here and came, so what should I say when I saw my father? Just now, you deliberately put up a shelf?

Jiang Aoxue's hand paused at the door of the study. Because she didn't know what mood to use to face her father, but between this father and daughter, it was like telepathy, when Jiang Aoxue was hesitating, this Jiang Muzhi was also in the study and wanted to open the door.

Jiang Muzhi thought in his heart, it was understandable for this Aoxue to complain about herself. After all, I really have been for so many years. Failing to fulfill the responsibilities of a father.

However, I will be on the battlefield in a few days, daughter. When I came back today, I guess I came to see myself. Jiang Muzhi thought so, but he was a little uncertain, after all, Ao Xue should also want to come back to see him because of that Baili Minghui.

Although he thought so, Jiang Muzhi still wanted to go out and have a look. He knew that his daughter was now in his mother's room. If you go that way by yourself, maybe you can meet your own daughter? Come to think of it. Jiang Muzhi opened the door.

In this way, Jiang Muzhi, who opened the door, and Jiang Aoxue, who was hesitant, saw each other, Jiang Muzhi looked at his daughter outside, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, why was her daughter here?

Jiang Aoxue was also surprised, she was still hesitating, how could her father open the door all at once. It's kind of embarrassing. Jiang Aoxue looked at her father and looked at herself in the same surprise.

Jiang Muzhi looked up at the sky, feeling that it was not too early, if he wanted to leave Aoxue to have a meal at home, he should hurry up and talk to Aoxue for a while. Thinking of this, this Jiang Muzhi said to Jiang Aoxue, "Come in." And then. So he turned and went into the house.

Jiang Aoxue looked at her father's back, and suddenly realized that her father was no longer in her impression. The father who always kept a straight face. He's old, isn't he? Come to think of it. Jiang Aoxue's eyes turned out to be a little sour.

But. This did not affect Jiang Aoxue's movements. She followed in her father's footsteps, entered the study, and closed the door with her hand.

After entering his father's study, Jiang Aoxue took a good look at it, and the last time he came by himself. I only saw the portrait of my mother and my father's study, which was a little simple, but it was not unusual. Some of the books on this shelf are a little worn, especially the military books, which shows that my father has not slackened himself.

The portrait of the mother, where is it still hanging, Jiang Aoxue with her hands. Touched the portrait of his mother. Then, with his back to her father, Jiang Muzhi asked, "Mother, what kind of person is she?" ”

Listening to Jiang Aoxue's question, Jiang Muzhi was obviously stunned, he didn't expect his daughter to ask him this question, he thought that Aoxue just came in to talk to himself about this about going out to lead troops to escort grain and grass this time, where did he think that his daughter was willing to talk about this with him.

Jiang Muzhi was very happy. This does not mean that he is the same as his daughter. Or can it be reconciled? Thinking of this, this Jiang Muzhi recalled and spoke. "What kind of person is your mother? Actually, she's in my heart. It's just a goddess. A goddess who is even more beautiful than Mrs. Xiang, she is simply a person with Zhong Lingyu. Beautiful and incomprehensible. You know how popular your husband Minghui is in this capital.

back then. Your mother. It's much more popular than your husband. Because your mother's body has that kind of gentleness of everyone's beauty, and that sense of mystery that makes people want to find out. She is better than this woman in the capital. It looks even more atmospheric.

I was the original me. is also a bohemian and uninhibited Hou Ye, Ao Xue, you probably don't know. Before I met your mother, I never thought about getting married, so to speak, it was your mother's appearance that gave me the idea of starting a family.

Thereupon. I launched a crazy pursuit of her, perhaps because of my sincerity. Maybe it's your mother's purpose, but. Whatever the reason. In the end, she became my wife, your mother.

At that time, I also had some status in the imperial court, and our Yongxin Houfu was much more brilliant than now, not to mention the number of people. It can be regarded as a market. I thought about how loving and loving you were with your mother. Together for a long time.

Yet, one day. I knew that your mother might have been sent by another country or some organization, and I didn't want to believe it at the time. But. That's the truth. So, on a day. I drank too much. A mistake was made. It was also that time, with you.

Actually, with you, I regret it. I don't regret it either. Because, you know, your mother is really too mysterious. Mysterious to me to check, I can't find any news related to her, with your existence, I thought she would look at the child's face and live a good life with me,

But. Where did I think she would abandon you, Aoxue, maybe you can't understand your father's mood until now, but, Aoxue. Father ignores you. I don't look at you, it's really because when I see you, I think of your mother, Aoxue. Although my father is a man, but. Men can also feel pain and get hurt" Speaking of which, this Jiang Muzhi is a little decadent.

Jiang Aoxue shifted her gaze from her mother's painting to her father's body, looking at her father's back just now, she just felt that her father was a little old. However, looking at his father's face. The once handsome face has traces secretly left by the years, and there are a lot of gray hairs mixed in my father's hair, yes. I've grown up. And. is also married, and his mother has been away for a long time, so how can his father not be old?

Jiang Aoxue thought of this, and suddenly felt that she was a little unfilial. However, she felt a little unfair in her heart, and Jiang Aoxue didn't know how to deal with this strange emotion in her heart.

At this time, Jiang Muzhi suddenly raised his head and said to Jiang Aoxue, "Aoxue, my father has really made you suffer for so many years, I hope you can forgive your father." ”

Jiang Aoxue looked at such a father, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she threw herself into Jiang Muzhi's arms and cried bitterly.

This made Jiang Muyi not know what to do for a while, his daughter was already so old. It's not that you hug it, and it's not that you don't hug it. However, seeing her daughter crying so miserably, Jiang Muzhi gently patted Jiang Aoxue's back to comfort Jiang Aoxue's emotions.

That's it. So many children of their own. When they were young, they hugged them more or less, only Aoxue, who never hugged them, and Jiang Aoxue. I am also enjoying this hug from my father, who came many years late.

In the arms of her father, Jiang Aoxue's emotions could not be calmed down for a long time, and for so many years, she was like living without a mother. Nor is it the same as the life of a father.