Wujia Baoyu remembered a lot of things from the past.

I remembered the scene when I saw Miao Wenwen for the first time.

That was more than a decade ago.

That day, he and Wujia Weilong returned from outside the village.

"Dad! I can't walk anymore! "The six-year-old Wujia Weilong was fat and fat, dragging Wujia Baoyu on the side of the road and refusing to go.

"Okay, dad carries you ......" Wujia Baoyu squatted down and let Wujia Weilong go up, Wujia Baoyu is also a round figure, and after carrying Wujia Weilong, it is like two leather balls glued together into a gourd.

At that time, Wujia Baoyu's business was not very good, and the Wujia family was not very good, and there was no transportation to enter and exit Camellia Village, so they had to rely on mountain roads. Wujia Weilong is still young, Wujia Baoyu can't rest assured that he will stay at home alone, and he can't always trouble the villagers to take care of him, so he often has to take Wujia Weilong with him when he goes out for business.

Wujia Weilong kept grabbing Baoyu's hair with his hands and playing with a grin, and Wujia Baoyu's hair was scratched messily and didn't care.

Wujia Weilong is the eighth generation of their Wujia family, not only that, Weilong's mother, when she gave birth to Weilong, she also passed because of dystocia.

Wujia Weilong is the continuation of Baoyu's wife's life, and in Wujia Baoyu's eyes, Weilong is more important than his own life.

Afraid that Weilong would not be taken care of, Wujia Baoyu never thought of finding a stepmother for Weilong.

For Weilong, Wujia Baoyu has always been unconditionally spoiled.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Wei Long's eyes were sharp, and he saw the little girl in tattered clothes at a glance.

The little girl was Miao Wenwen's childhood.

Miao Wenwen was covered in blood, squatting on the ground and crying non-stop.

Wei Long pointed to the Miao Wenwen when he was young, "Dad, look, there is a sister there!" ”

Miao Wenwen's body was full of blood, Wujia Baoyu was startled when he looked at it from afar, Weilong was ignorant, but Wujia Baoyu saw it really, Wujia Baoyu put Wujia Weilong down, and walked into Miao Wenwen by himself carefully.

“…… Little girl, are you okay......" Wujia Baoyu didn't dare to touch the Miao pattern, for fear that she would accidentally hurt her.

Miao Wenwen heard the voice, raised his eyes, and his big eyes were endless hollows, and after seeing someone, he suddenly threw himself into Wujia Baoyu's arms.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Miao Wenwen cried poignantly.

"Little girl, don't cry......" Miao Wenwen hooked Wujia Baoyu's neck and didn't let go, Wujia Baoyu could only gently pat Miao Wenwen's hair.

Wujia Baoyu turned back to Wujia Weilong and said, "Weilong, this sister is injured, you walk with Dad, and Dad can't carry two people at once......"

Wujia Weilong nodded, he was also worried about the scarred little girl in front of him, Weilong was not so willful.

A few days after returning to the village of Camellia.

"What's your name? Who are the parents? Where to stay at home? ”

Miao Wenwen shook his head again and again, and he didn't know what he was doing, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence at that time.

Baoyu wants to find her parents for Miao Wenwen, which is difficult enough.

Ten years ago, the world was unimaginably chaotic.

At that time, Miao Wenwen looked mediocre, and his whole body was injured, and he couldn't say a word, so I'm afraid no one would want to take it over......

Wujia Baoyu adopted the little girl.

Wujia Baoyu taught her to speak and gave her a name.

"Weilong, she will be your sister from now on." Wujia Baoyu advised, took Miao Wenwen's hand, and put it in the palm of Wujia Weilong's hand, "Remember that your sister is called Miao Wenwen." ”

That's right, it's called Miao pattern.

On the Miao tattoo, there is a necklace. To be precise, a strange pendant is tied with a rope, which looks like an earring, and behind the earring, the word "Miao" is engraved.

At that time, there was a strange but delicate pattern on the forehead, and the mysterious pattern disappeared after the Miao pattern was healed, but Wujia Baoyu still decided to name the girl Wenwen.

The day I saw Miao Wenwen, it became Miao Wenwen's birthday.

The seedling lines have gradually grown, the scars on the body are gone, and the person is getting better and better.

She has long pink hair, a delicate face, and a particularly sweet and lovely smile.

Although Miao Wenwen is not biological, Baoyu still takes care of Miao Wenwen like her own biological child.

Will choose the shiniest skirt to give the Miao pattern.

Later, the business of the Wujia family also improved, and the tea industry of the Wujia family continued to expand.

Although the family conditions are good, Miao Wenwen is embarrassed to waste money, so he doesn't want Wujia Baoyu to buy too many clothes for himself, and Wujia Baoyu only insists on sending Miao Wenwen a set of skirts every year.

Miao Wenwen really doesn't remember what happened before he met Wujia Baoyu, and before he came to Camellia Village, Miao Wenwen's memory was all blank.

Although Miao Wenwen doesn't know where her biological parents are, Wujia Baoyu is really a qualified father.

Wujia Baoyu cares about the Miao pattern, not only in life.

Wujia Baoyu will respect Miao Wenwen's choice, even Miao Wenwen driving the Blade King, Miao Wenwen thinks, Wujia Baoyu will not refuse.

Later, Miao Wenwen and Wujia Weilong both went to the academy, not to mention the somewhat awkward character of Wujia Weilong, and the boy would not take the initiative to express himself after leaving home at this age, so Wujia Baoyu sent a letter to Miao Wenwen.

Miao Wenwen read every word of Wujia Baoyu on the letter, and even put every punctuation mark into his heart.

Lying on the table in the dormitory, under his arm pressed the letters from Wujia Baoyu.

Father Wujia, the person who gave her a second life, was warm all over his body in an instant, and Father Wujia was really the same as his biological father.

Miao Wenwen fell asleep, dreamed of many memories related to her father and brother, and always had a shallow smile on her face.

(Nana, because today is Father's Day, so I wrote a special Father's Day article on the improvisation, wishing all good fathers in the world peace, safety, health and health (●✿∀✿●) PS: This is also related to the mystery of the tattoo's life experience)