Fang Jia, looking at Fang Tianyu wrapped in a mummy on the bed, Fang Zixi's eyes were red.

Ji Shi has gone through the most difficult time, and now her mentality is already very strong, she smiled and patted her daughter on the shoulder.

"It's okay, stop crying."

"I didn't cry." Fang Zixi looked at Fang Tianyu who only showed his eyes on the bed with red eyes stubbornly, but the words were said to the Ji family.

The others laughed too, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

Fang Tianyu raised his hand, probably wanting to pull his daughter's hand. Fang Zixi saw his father's intentions, trembled and caught his slightly raised hand, and sat down beside him.

The tears that swirled in his eyes finally couldn't be contained, and they fell and dripped on the gauze wrapped around Fang Tianyu's arm.

Fang Tianyu wanted to raise his hand to touch his daughter's head to comfort and comfort her, but her arm was held tightly in her hand and couldn't lift it.

"I stopped crying, I became ugly." Fang Tianyu hoarsely voiced, his eyes full of smile and disgust.

But the more Fang Zixi cried, the more fierce he became, he couldn't raise his head, and whimpered against his father's hand.

"Okay, the ingredients in the tears are poisonous, seeping into the second grandfather's newly grown skin, and you are fully responsible for the inflammation of the little aunt." Fang Yishen's words frightened Fang Zixi and quickly moved his face away.

But because the movement of raising his head was too abrupt and too violent, he almost flipped backwards with his chair. Fang Yishen helped her body behind her, rubbed his arms around her neck, and whispered something in her ear.

I saw Fang Zixi's pupils dilated instantly, and then the stars shone brightly, and he turned his head incredibly to look at the face that was close at hand, and was speechless for a while.

"What I said is true. So rest assured, the second grandfather will be fine, I promise. As she spoke, she lifted Fang Zixi's sleeve to wipe away the tears on her face.

When Fang Zixi heard Fang Yishen's words, he recovered from his stunned and stunned feelings, and he was indeed a lot more relieved.

Watching the eldest niece wipe her tears, her face turned dark. As if angry, he opened Fang Yishen's hand, pulled the placket of her clothes, rubbed his face, and wiped the wetness in his eyes clean.

"Hey, that's too much. My husband bought me a new dress, which I just wore today. He said too much, but his subordinates didn't mean to leave, and there was a bright and gentle smile on his face.

Everyone watched the interaction between their aunts and nephews, laughing and laughing.

Ji also touched Fang Yishen's head lovingly, and said with emotion: "Our girl is a living treasure, and she is the best at making people happy." When he said this, he was also relieved in his heart.

It is natural to think of those years in tranquility. At that time, Fang Zixi was still a child, but he took care of his little niece more dedicatedly than his elders.

During the meal, only Zixi and Fang Yishen were left in Fang Tianyu's room.

Fang Zixi looked at Fang Yishen and was in a trance. Remembering what she had said before, it always felt unreal.

In fact, it's no wonder that Fang Zixi is unbelievable, Fang Yishen will always be the wild child who doesn't grow up in her eyes.

The world of the little girl in her memory seems to be always grass piles and mud puddles, or climbing over walls and trees.

If your clothes are dirty, you don't look for your grandmother to look for your aunt, if your hair is messy, you need to look for your aunt if you don't go to the kitchen when you're hungry.

Although the gentleman has been at peace, the little girl rarely looks for her, and she has never looked for her since she went abroad. But her impression always seemed to stop at the time when the little girl was looking for her everything.

"What do you see me doing, don't you know each other?" Fang Yishen saw that she had been staring at herself, raising her eyebrows and teasing, wondering if she had frightened her little aunt.

"Are you really Lin Shu?" Fang Zixi's voice was very low when he said this, and he was very close.

So much so that Fang Tianyu didn't hear what his daughter said, and only saw the two girls biting their ears.