"Ah Wei, Ah Wei, wake up...... Look what I've brought you! ”

Tian Youwei opened her eyes in pain, and she was met by her father's face with a long beard and a doting smile.

It's a dream, isn't it? She looked at Father Tian in a daze, without any movement.

She remembered that she was dead, and her father had died of illness a long time ago.

Or is she reunited with her father under the Yellow Spring?

"Ave?" Father Tian frowned and looked at her closely, shook his hand in front of her again, and raised his voice: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Tian Youwei still stared at Father Tian motionlessly.

Suddenly, there was a pain on her face, she screamed in pain, and waved away Tian's father's hand vigorously: "Why are you pinching me!" ”

"I didn't mean to pinch you, I was afraid that you would be in a nightmare." Father Tian withdrew his hand, smiled dryly and took out a delicate and narrow brocade fan bag, and said flatteringly: "What do you think this is?" ”

The small fan bag, only two fingers wide and one foot long, is covered with delicate wave patterns with gold and silver threads, which is very gorgeous and expensive.

Tian Youwei's expression gradually became solemn, she quickly opened the fan bag and saw the Fusang folding fan inside.

Crow blue paper, piano lacquer handle, painted on the fan surface of the flying crane distant mountains, ethereal clouds and mist, the gesture is exquisite, the color is gorgeous, gold and silver are intertwined, delicate and small.

It is her favorite and only Fuso folding fan in her life.

After Daddy died, she carefully hid it as a memento, but one day she found that it had been broken somehow.

Now, the fan appeared in front of her again, and it was brand new.

Tian Youwei looked at her hands, and then quietly touched her belly, her hands were children's hands, and her abdomen was intact.

"I went to Mingzhou Port to do goods, and I saw someone selling this, and I remembered that you have been chattering many times, and I have not been willing to buy it for you, our family has been selected for tribute porcelain, and I have some savings, so I bought it for you, do you like it?"

Tian's father chattered, with obvious flattery and expectation on his face, just like back then.

"Daddy!" Tian Youwei threw herself into Tian's father's arms, hugged her father's neck tightly and didn't let go, and couldn't help crying.

It's not a dream, it's something that happened a few years ago.

Although she doesn't know what's going on, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that she is with Daddy who treats her like a treasure again!

Tian's father was frightened by Tian Youwei's surging crying.

He only had one daughter from her, and because of the loss of his eldest son, he was naturally very pampered, so he immediately hugged his daughter and coaxed softly: "What's wrong?" Why do you cry when you sleep well? Have you had a nightmare? ”

Tian Youwei nodded vigorously.

"The dream is the opposite, don't care, Daddy also bought you candy."

Tian's father carefully wiped the tears from his daughter's face with his rough hands, and took out two rouge-colored sugar balls like a trick.

"Daddy, it's jasmine-flavored."

It is this familiar taste, only Mingzhou sells it, every time Tian's father goes to Mingzhou, he must buy it for her, Tian Youwei looked at Tian's father stupidly and smiled.

She looks sweet and cute, always with a smile in her eyes, but a pair of eyebrows are very individual, flying obliquely like a feather, with a little heroism, with a little silly at the moment, it is really painful.

Father Tian looked at the delicate daughter, couldn't help but caress the top of her hair, and laughed in a low voice: "Good girl." ”

A small, round blue head poked in halfway through the doorway, cautiously revealing a sparkling eye.

The sparkling eyes glanced at Tian Youwei enviously, and quickly ducked back behind the door, leaving a corner of the earthy yellow burlap clothes shivering in the autumn wind.

"Who's that?" Tian Youwei screamed, pointed to the door, the events of a few years ago flashed like a marquee, and her heart beat wildly.

If she remembers correctly, the day Daddy bought her back the Fusang fan was the day Shao Jing first came to Tian's house.

"Oh...... I forgot to tell you. Tian's father shouted outward, "Ah Jing come in." ”

The little round blue head poked in cautiously, and the yellow-skinned face was full of panic.

The thin body, the monk's robe made of burlap was like a pocket, tied to his body haphazardly with only a straw rope, his tattered trousers were a lot shorter, a pair of small thin legs like hemp rods shivered in the autumn wind, and his bare feet pulled a pair of new shoes that were obviously oversized, which was very unsightly.

Tian Youwei looked at the little monk in front of her with a complicated mood, as time passed, she only remembered the handsome and capable Shao Jing, but she almost forgot what he looked like when he was a child.

Her silence made Shao Jing a little timid, he blinked, and looked at Father Tian pitifully, tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Father Tian motioned for Shao Jing to come closer, and said seriously: "Ah Wei, after Ah Jing is a loyal minister, there is no one in the family, and he is a northerner, and he is not familiar with the place, we can't live if we don't care about him, we must take him in." ”

Shao Jing's black and white eyes immediately welled up with tears, and he looked up pitifully and stared at Tian Youwei, wanting to cry but desperately holding back.

The young and poor Shao Jing, the Shao Jing who protected her wholeheartedly and made her laugh, the Shao Jing who supported the Tian family in the wind and rain, the Shao Jing who was beaten to the point of bleeding for her medicine, the Shao Jing who took care of her silently, the lonely and silent Shao Jing, the Shao Jing who agreed to leave, the Shao Jing who saved her, and the Shao Jing who said sorry with difficulty before dying......

Countless scenes flashed quickly, and finally superimposed into a poor and desperate little monk in front of him.

Tian Youwei's eyes moistened suddenly.

She couldn't help but squat down, put her hand on Shao Jing's thin and thin shoulder, and handed over a candy ball: "Ah Jing, here you go." ”

Shao Jing was a little surprised, looked at her, and then looked at the sugar ball, pinched it very hard, her eyes were shining, she hooked the corners of her lips and raised two small dimples, and whispered: "Sister ......"

Seeing that Tian Youwei didn't object or dislike it, he bravely shouted loudly: "Sister! Thank you, sister! I'll be obedient! I'll be good! ”

Tian Youwei smiled with tears in her eyes and patted Shao Jing's hairy little head: "Okay, be my brother obediently in the future, and I will take care of you." ”

Anyway, it's good that he's alive.

Shao Jing is not wrong, and she is not wrong, what is wrong is only that choice.

This time, let the bridge return to the bridge, the road to the road, and be a brother and sister for life, there will be no more child husbands.

"That's it, if you treat Ah Jing well, he will treat you well. You take care of him first, and then your mother will come and get him. Tian's father was very pleased, and told Tian Youwei to leave.

The girl came in with water, twisted the handkerchief to wash Shao Jing's face, and suddenly heard someone calling her, so she handed the handkerchief to Tian Youwei and hurriedly went.

Tian Youwei opened the veil, and Shao Jing immediately approached her and handed over her little face with a stammer.