When Feng Yin made this action, he realized that he should have wanted to throw himself into his father's arms, how did he react like this?

She cautiously poked her head out of her mother's arms and stole a glance at her father.

It just so happened that the eyes of his father, who were smiling at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, were square.

It seems that he has long known that his daughter will steal the look, and the man's eyes are full of love.

Feng Yin only felt that her little face was hot, not to mention how shy she was.

Before she could react, her father's big hand had been crossed under her armpit, and the next moment a hearty voice sounded: "Hahaha...... Daddy, hug you. ”

Immediately after that, my father's fingers were gently scratched, and his armpits were tickling.

Feng Yin was so itchy that she really wanted to laugh: "...... Giggle......"

"Feng Yin?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Feng Yin opened his eyes and looked around.

On the quilt was a slight tapping of the man.

Feng Yin's eyes blinked, his body moved, and the man's voice sounded at the right time: "What are you dreaming about, smiling so happily?" ”

"Whew-"

Listening to Zhang Yiming's curious inquiry, Feng Yin exhaled softly, and there was a little sadness in her tone: "I dreamed of the time I spent with my father and mother when I was a child. ”

Zhang Yiming's hand on her paused slightly, and then resumed its original rhythm: "It must be a very happy and happy time." ”

"Hmm."

Feng Yin responded gently, "My father and mother are extremely beautiful, and the people are very good." They hold my daughter like a jewel, pet it, and love it. ”

……

The main room was quiet for a long time.

Even Zhang Yiming didn't know how to comfort the women around him at the moment.

He could realize that the happier she lived as a child, the more unbearable the later things happened to her.

The man shifted and reached out to hug her into his arms along with the quilt.

The big hand caressed her back, silently accompanying her, making her feel better.

Feng Yin nested in the man's not generous arms, but in his mind, he unconsciously remembered the generous and comfortable embrace of his childhood, and the corners of his eyes were moist at some point.

"I want revenge."

I don't know how long it took, Feng Yin restrained the tears in her eyes, and spit out these four words in a firm tone.

The voice floated out of the man's arms, muffled, but with an irrefutable momentum.

Zhang Yiming's hand on her back paused slightly, and then he said in a low voice: "Then you have to find the person who brought you out back then to understand what happened back then." ”

"They should not be far from us."

Feng Yin raised his head from his arms, his voice still very low, "Where do you think the best place to hide is not far from us?" ”

Zhang Yiming lowered his head, and his lips inadvertently fell on her forehead.

Both of them stiffened, and then the man left her forehead as if nothing happened, and whispered, "It's good to help me around tomorrow." ”

Feng Yin was stunned, and instantly understood his intentions.

She nodded vigorously: "Okay, it's time for you to move slowly with this injury." ”

It's March, and the weather is a little warmer.

There were already green and fluffy weeds in the fields, and they looked much more vigorous than when they first arrived.

Feng Yin wore a thin jacket to support Zhang Yiming, and slowly walked in the field.

Behind him was a dung egg pushing a wheelchair far away.

This was specially drawn by Zhang Yiming in order to avoid being unable to go out to breathe, and asked his eldest son to help make it when he was resting.

was pushed out of the village, Zhang Yiming said that he wanted to get up and walk by himself, so Feng Yin asked the dung egg who got up to help with the work to help watch the dots.

She supported the man on the mountain path.