"Uncle Wen, why are you here?"

"Uncle Wen, where have you been!"

Fanyin looked at everything from the Ling Mirror, her gaze never left the man, only to see the man rubbing each child's head with his hand, not a single one fell, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was gentle. When he saw Yoyo's crying red nose, he leaned down and hugged her for a long time, until Yoyo fell asleep in his arms.

In winter, the children's red faces are like little suns. After a long time, the man raised his head and looked in the direction of Sanskrit. Sanskrit Yin also looked at him for the first time, not directly, but from the Ling mirror. Ling Jing herself is extremely difficult to be discovered, except for Fanyin's friends and cronies, no one knows that she sees things like this, even the soldiers of the Ministry of Military Affairs do not know about it, and some of them have never noticed the minister's Ling Jing because the spiritual law is not hot enough.

The man's eyes examined Sanskrit through the Ling Mirror, and he couldn't find any useful information on his angular face, except for one point, his complexion was also extremely pale wheat color.

"What's the name of this young lady?" the man asked

"She is Sister Fanyin, and she protected us just now. The little fat man hurriedly said.

The man walked over, leaned down to look at Fanyin, and saw that she was dressed in a military uniform, without the slightest intention of gratitude, and the tenderness she had just had for the children had disappeared here, like an ice cave.

"Can you still move?"

Seeing that his expression was cold, Sanskrit ignored him.

"Ah, yes? The young lady said she was going to rest here for a while, so let me take you back first. Uncle Wen stood up suddenly, his tone full of joy.

"This guy ......," Sanskrit said in his heart.

"Sister, will I stay with you?" the little fat man walked up to Fanyin and leaned his round little face towards Fanyin's face.

"Sister is fine, you go back first. ”

Xiaopang's reluctance was rejected by Fanyin, and Uncle Wen took the children down the mountain. Sanskrit was lying alone, and there was nothing wrong with it except that she couldn't move. She slowly raised her hand, fumbled for the letter card, and quickly and briefly reported the situation here to the main general, Beitang Muren, and apologized for her actions, asking for punishment. Of course, she didn't explain her injury, only that she would need to go back a few days later.

Soon the chief general replied to the letter, telling her not to think too much, he would handle the matter himself, and if necessary, he would personally contact the Jiuxiao Military and Political Department to give an explanation. Sanskrit knew that the main general was a person with a rigorous style, meticulous style, and strict military discipline. But the Lord will always take good care of himself, even take care of her, he and Aunt Xiaofeng have almost held her in the palm of their hands all these years, and when they were in their own house, uncles and aunts were reluctant to raise her as a little princess.

The aunt even persuaded her many times not to work in the Ministry of Military Affairs, she was not at ease, it was useless to see the side knocks, so she turned to attack the main general, but the main general always said that it would follow the child's wishes. Because of this matter, the two of them quarreled many times, which made Fanyin feel guilty but even more grateful.

The moonlight is getting thicker, the chill is coming, and Sanskrit is lying on the ground with his eyes closed. The pain in her waist couldn't be removed for a while, and she slowly released her spiritual power to her whole body to resist the cold, and her breathing was much smoother than just now. More than ten meters away, the big bear turned its body a few times, got up from the ground lumbersomely, it did not walk towards Fanyin but went straight to the pocket containing the bear, arched the bear's body with its head, sniffed back and forth with its nose, raised the bear's paw and patted it softly. The bear cub was breathing evenly with its head exposed outside its pocket, and it seemed to be sleeping soundly, and when it confirmed the safety of the cub one by one, he sat down beside him and guarded the cub.

Sanskrit looked at them and felt comforted in her heart. There was movement in the pocket of the coat, it was a letter card. She groped lightly, and when she got it in front of her, the words on the moonlight letter card were small and small.

"Xiaoyin, why haven't you come back yet! "It's Yaya.

A smile appeared on Fanyin's face

"It's almost time, just a few days, I'll go to bed first. ”

"Okay, then you pay attention to keep warm, it's been so cold lately. Yaya was very reluctant, but she couldn't bear to disturb her rest, and repeated reminders were a habit she had developed over the years.

"Got it, good night. ”

Fanyin gently lowered her palms to her neck, and her slender eyelashes slowly closed her eyes in the moonlight, and she fell asleep quietly.

Who came to her side in the night and disturbed her dreams, she didn't bother to respond. As soon as the light was lit and the temperature rose, she didn't care and continued to sleep.

"You're bold. The man's voice sounded, it was Uncle Wen.

It's a pity that Sanskrit can't be heard.

The man walked up to the bear, looked after its injuries, and applied medicine, and the bear snorted, very uncomfortable, but still obediently cooperated. After a short time, he returned to Fanyin's side, and when he saw that she was motionless, he opened his mouth again.

"You little girl, why don't you pay attention to people. Fanyin opened his eyes and looked at the man above him, "If you plan to sleep until dawn, I'll leave now." Uncle Wen's words were cold.

"Since you helped me once, why didn't you help me a second time?" said Sanskrit suddenly, not accusing and complaining in his tone, but doubtful.

The man was caught in his throat by a cold question, and he didn't know how to answer, and he seemed to be a person who did his own thing, and he was not good at explaining and communicating. In the quiet moonlit night, his breath seemed to be completely integrated with it, whether it was cool or dark Sanskrit sound, I couldn't tell the difference, I only felt that this person was somewhat similar to himself, and even more so.

"You didn't help just now, and I don't want to blame you, it's not a big deal to flash your waist, you don't have to keep talking. Sanskrit said carefully.

The man stared at her, and felt speechless for a while, he didn't plan to help at all, besides, why blame him, what does she have to do with him when a stranger dies or lives, as long as the children are safe, he has long seen her ability, and it is okay to protect a few children, he just waits and sees. Suddenly, I was said like this, as if I was at fault.

I wanted to squeeze the Sanskrit two sentences, but after the man saw the Sanskrit face clearly, his mind softened for some reason. It's not like the disgusted attitude when I first saw her in a military uniform, "I'm not related to you, what do you blame me for." Somehow, Uncle Wen came up with such a sentence.

"I don't care, what if a big bear hurts the children. Why don't you show up early and help me. ”

"You're not small, you don't need me. ”

"Thank you, it seems that you have been taking care of me. ”

Uncle Wen was sullen in his heart, this little girl looked careless, but she was actually very careful. Now not only did she target her early, but she didn't relax her defense, and she made a plan. Women are animals that are not easy to mess with, regardless of their age. Uncle Wen complained secretly.

"Can you move?" and "Ready to blow the cold wind for the night?" sounded a little mean, but he asked.

The man raised his eyes to look at Fanyin, and both of them could see the taste of inquiry in each other's eyes. This middle-aged man is dressed in a slim navy blue coat, dark brown smooth mid-barrel round scalp boots, and black trousers are just right to wear into the leather boots. Some curly short black hair just didn't pass his ears, about hot, very fashionable, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, delicate facial features, if it weren't for others, it would have been misunderstood for a young talent at the age of thirty, without the temperament of an uncle.