It's still the perspective of Jingye

In the afternoon, Jing Feng stroked his aching head, opened his reddish eyes, looked around the neat and clean living room, and smelled the strong smell of wine on his body. I was very puzzled, why was the wine bottle gone, and it was still so clean? What a headache! Shaking his head, his mind flashed to what happened in the morning, oops, little night!

He quickly got up and walked three steps and two steps to my room. I wasn't in the room at this time, my dad didn't see me, and he was groaning in his heart, and he searched every corner of my room and didn't find me. An anxious look appeared on my father's face, and he called out my name loudly, "Xiaoye." ”

I ran out of the kitchen, and replied, "Dad, I'm here." ”

As soon as my father saw me running into the room, his face flashed with relief and joy, he quickly grabbed my arms on both sides and looked me carefully from top to bottom, I had never seen my father look so nervous. He saw me sticking to the index finger of his right hand, frowned, and carefully picked it up: "Are you okay?" Night. ”

"It's okay, Dad. I am fine. "Seeing that my father woke up well, and for the first time I was so worried about me, my heart was full of joy, and I said words that reassured my father.

Dad watched quietly, and then hugged me tightly in his arms, as if to rub all the flesh and bones of my body into his.

"Dad, Dad, it's uncomfortable." I felt like I was about to suffocate, and tried to speak to remind my father.

Suddenly I felt a burst of relief, quickly took a big breath, felt a gentle lap on my back, and my father's voice reached my ears, "Xiaoye, how is it?" ”

"Ahem...... I still had my eyes closed uncomfortably, and I couldn't speak. I didn't know that at this time, my father's eyes flashed with tears that I had never seen before, and he turned from chagrin to reluctance, from reluctance to firmness.

I finally caught my breath and was able to speak: "Dad, Xiaoye is good, let's go eat!" I made an omelette. "Mom is gone, Dad is also sad, I don't want Dad to be sad, Xiaoye has to be obedient.

I pulled my father up and walked to the kitchen, where there were six omelets I made, two charred, two raw, and the remaining two were just right.

"Daddy, look, I did it." I picked up the two best omelettes and showed them to my dad.

Shen Feng walked to the kitchen, looked at the mess in front of him, then looked at the omelette in Jing Ye's hand, and touched Jing Ye's head: "Xiao Ye, you have grown up!" ”

Hearing that my father praised me rarely, I smiled shyly and bent my big Danfeng eyes.

"Xiaoye, Dad will cook another bowl of fish with you, okay?" I'm sorry, Xiaoye, Daddy couldn't take good care of you.

"Okay, Dad." Dad cheered up, and he still wants to cook fish with me, so happy!

After Jing Feng dealt with the mess left by Jing Ye, he took out fresh fathead fish, a piece of tender tofu, and green onions and ginger pieces for deflavoring from the refrigerator.

"Xiao Ye, you take care of the green onions and ginger pieces." Dad said to me.

"Okay, Dad. Is it right to cut the green onion into one by one and the ginger into shreds? "I asked my dad for advice.

Dad handed me a small knife, the blade was very thick, as if there was no blade, and said, "Yes, be careful." ”

"Hmm." I nodded heavily.

Dad began to handle the fathead fish on the side, he skillfully scraped the scales with a knife, cut off the fins, removed the gills, and quickly found the internal organs of the fish and removed them all.

At this time, I also did my job with this not-so-sharp knife: "Dad, okay." "I asked my dad for credit.

"Then let's get out of the pot." Dad said in a reassuring, moderate voice.

Dad poured oil into the pot, added green onion and ginger, poured water and some old wine, salt and vinegar for seasoning...... Then turn on the high heat and cover the pot, and when the fire boils, Dad scoops up some foam, then turns the fire to low and simmers. Finally, the fish soup was as white as milk.

"Dad, the color of this fish soup is so beautiful, like milk." I looked at the fish soup and said to my dad.

"Xiaoye, when the fish soup is milky white, it is best to put tofu on it."

I looked at the pale yellow tofu in my father's hand and asked, "What kind of tofu is the best?" ”

"Yellowish, dense, dry, and with an attractive bean aroma." Dad looked at the tofu in his hand and commented. Xiaoye, try the fish soup that Dad made for you one last time.

I also followed my father's gaze at the tofu and nodded understandingly.

Finally, our fathead fish stew with tofu is ready. Looking at the fish soup I made with my dad on the table, my heart was full.

"Daddy, come on." I excitedly called out to my dad and wanted to drink the fish soup right away.

"Okay." Jing Feng took the meal and walked out of the kitchen.

"Well, it's delicious." I ate the meat my dad gave me and ate it happily.

Jing Feng looked at him while helping Jing Ye pick up vegetables, his face had long since lost his usual serious look, and what appeared in his eyes was care, reluctance and determination.

Having eaten my fill, I lay down in my special chair, and a wave of satisfaction hit my heart.

"Have you eaten enough?" Dad asked me with concern.

"I'm full." I'll see if my round belly will break?

Dad will give you a bath in a while, and you will go to the room to play for a while.

"Okay." I jumped off the table and walked to my room.

Behind him, Jing Feng looked at Jing Ye's distant figure, and his painful expression was unobstructed. Xiaoye, I'm sorry, it's all Dad useless. Jing Feng was annoyed for a while and slammed the wall hard.

In the bathroom, my father, who usually has a lot of hands and always rubs me red, has changed his normal behavior today, becoming gentle and patient, scrubbing me carefully, as if my mother is still around, helping me take a bath. Mom, where are you? Thinking about it, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Jing Feng dried Jing Ye, put on his delicate little clothes instead of pajamas, carried him into the room, and looked at him deeply, as if he would never see him again.

After packing up his things, Jing Feng picked up Jing Ye, put him in the safety seat in the car, and carefully helped him adjust his posture to make him sleep more comfortably. Then, stepping on the night, drive resolutely to the suburbs.

On a towering mountain 80 kilometers away from City A, in front of a medium-sized temple, Jing Feng stopped his car when he saw a monk wearing a robe, tall and straight, resolute and handsome, who looked like an enlightened monk.

"You've really figured it out?" The monk, who is also the abbot of the temple, asked Jingfeng solemnly.

Jing Feng wanted to take another look at Jingye in the car through the car window, but the black glass window blocked his vision, and said with difficulty: "I can't take good care of him, he will not be happy if he follows me." ”

"Feng Qingyan, Xiaoye, leave it to you, take good care of him for me." Jing Feng looked at the abbot's eyes, which were Feng Qingyan, and said solemnly.

"You're not afraid, I can't take care of him?" Feng Qingyan asked Jing Feng rhetorically.

Jing Feng looked at Feng Qingyan for a long time, and said firmly: "You will take good care of him." He is a child of Light Feather. ”

"Light Feather, you are still embarrassed to mention Light Feather, if it weren't for you, Light Feather wouldn't be like this now." The sharp light in Feng Qingyan's eyes shot towards Jing Feng.

Jing Feng's eyes flashed with pain, and Feng Qingyan's words were like a sharp knife stabbing him in the heart, reminding him how weak and useless he was. He hid the pain in the depths of his heart, turned into a resolute look, and said firmly: "I will definitely let Light Feather return to me." ”

Feng Qingyan frowned and looked at Jing Feng, then stretched his brows and smiled happily. "Good, good." said three good words in a row, "This is the Jingfeng I know." ”

"I'll take care of Jingye." Feng Qingyan put on a solemn look and said to Jing Feng, "If you need my help, please let me know." ”

"Okay." Jing Feng expressed his trust in Feng Qingyan in one word.

"Dad, why are we here?" I stepped out of the car and looked at the gloomy sky, the surrounding trees and the temple in front of me, my eyes full of confusion.

"Xiaoye, you will live here from now on." Dad crouched down to look at me, looked me in the eye, and said something to me that puzzled me.

"Why? Father. I asked, confused.

"Saya, take care of yourself." After Dad finished speaking, he stood up and left firmly, without looking back.

"Dad, where are you going?" I hurried to catch up with my father, not wanting him to leave me. "Xiao Ye promises, I will be very well-behaved in the future, Dad, don't leave me." I assured my dad that tears welled up in my eyes.

Dad paused, but got into the car without looking back.

I stretched out my little hand, tapped on the window, and hurriedly shouted, "Daddy, don't leave the night." Mom doesn't want me anymore, and even you don't want me anymore. Xiao Ye is wrong, Xiao Ye must be obedient in the future. Daddy, don't leave me. ”

Jing Feng's eyes were red, his heart hardened, and he said silently, I'm sorry, Xiaoye. He turned around and drove away from the place where he couldn't help but soften.

Feng Qingyan picked up Jing Ye, who was sitting on the ground and crying a lot, and wanted to take him back to the temple.

"Let go of me, you bad guy." I beat the man who was holding me, but his body was so hard that I couldn't move.

"Bad guys?" Feng Qingyan couldn't help but say self-deprecatingly. He put Jingye down and asked, "You want to find your father, right?" ”

I cried and said, "Well, I want my dad." The tears in my eyes poured down like a thunderstorm.

"But now you're only going to drag down your dad, don't you think?"

I was so sad that I sobbed and said, "Not good." ”

"Do you want to get stronger?" That calm voice guided me.

"Yes. I'm going to be strong. I wiped away my tears vigorously and said loudly, nodding my head heavily.

"Good, good." The owner of the voice seemed very happy, "As long as you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you kung fu and make you stronger, and you can help your father, and you can go to him." ”

"Really?" I asked happily. I can go to my dad and not hold him back.

"Really." A voice of conviction came.

I knelt down, faced the person opposite, kowtowed three times, and solemnly called out in a tone as low as possible milky: "Master." ”

"Okay." Feng Qingyan laughed happily, and he said with a smile: "In the future, you will be my Feng Qingyan's apprentice." ”