"Tomorrow morning, let's go and prepare for the final rite of succession. The old woman said.

Wen Xue in her arms couldn't cry at this time, so she could only nod her head obediently.

Seeing this, the old woman didn't speak again, just quietly looked at Wen Xue in her arms, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Mom, I'll take An Qing to sleep first. ”

An He stood up with An Qing in his arms, gently pushed open a wooden door and walked in, the two slept on the bed, and An He whispered to An Qing: "Dad slept with you today, you can't be noisy tonight, you know?"

"Hmm. An Qing nodded obediently, looked at the dim light through the crack in the door, and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with Mom?"

"Mom, she......" An He stopped talking and sighed, "Sleep, sleep......"

An Qing pursed her mouth dissatisfied, but she still didn't continue to ask, curled up together, and leaned into An He's arms.

After a few moments, there was a faint snoring.

An He leaned closer and sniffed the faint fragrance on An Qing's hair, listening to the slight sobbing sound outside, and his face was a little sad.

Night.

There was only the faint sound of conversation in the wooden house, and the candles hanging on the walls and above the lampstands flickered one after another.

An He and An Qing had already fallen asleep.

The old woman lovingly looked at Wen Xue's sleeping face in her arms, her eyes were slightly red, and there were some undried tears, and her palm gently stroked Wen Xue's head.

On the other hand, the fingers are erect and the fingertips move slightly.

A ray of light rose.

The flickering candle flame was extinguished silently.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

An Qing rubbed her eyes, slowly opened her eyes, got out of An He's arms, and sat on the bed.

"Ah~"

An Qing opened her mouth, yawned lazily, climbed to the edge of the window next to the bed, and gently pushed open the obscuring curtain.

The bright sun was shining through, with a hint of warmth.

An Qing poked her head out, her eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the sun that slowly leaned out most of her body behind the mountain in the distance, "Dad, the sun is not up yet." ”

"Got up so early?" An He woke up when he heard the sound, looked at An Qing who was lying on the edge of the window, and said with a smile.

An He got up and pushed open the wooden door.

An Qing turned her head and saw An He walking out, so she immediately jumped out of bed and followed An He out.

Last night's meal had been taken away, and the wooden table was clean.

"Where's Dad, Grandma and Mommy?"

An Qing said as she tugged at An He's trouser legs, looking at the wooden bench suspiciously, which was still there last night, but now it was empty.

An He's expression became a little lost, but he still raised a smile, touched An Qing's head and said, "Mom and grandma have something to go out these days, Xiaoqing can only play with dad these days." ”

"Oh. An Qing responded.

"Let's go, Daddy will take you out to play. An He's eyes rolled and said thoughtfully.

"No, I don't want to practice martial arts. ”

An Qing said, jumped into the room again, pushed the wooden door with her little hand, and closed it with a "pop".

An He immediately stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door while shouting, "Xiao Qingqing?"

There was no sound coming from the room.

"Can you just practice for a while?"

"Just for a while, for a moment?"

"Then do you watch your dad practice?"

......