As soon as he had time, he taught him to learn pinyin and learn to write. Helping with housework, and the person who used to lock himself in his room after eating, and ignore him, are like two people. Although the relationship between father and daughter did not become good immediately, it was slowly easing. I believe that one day, the two will open their hearts, grow together, and strive for a better future together.

Since Jiang Mujin fainted on the snow inexplicably that day, Jiang Hongxing has pushed off work every day, no matter how busy he is, personally picking up his daughter at the bus stop and accompanying her home. At first, Jiang Muhibiscus was still a little unaccustomed, but slowly he was not embarrassed, and he would tell his father interesting things about the school while walking, and talk about the origin of the teacher Lu being called Lu Ban. Jiang Hongxing also tried his best to cooperate, laughing all the time, giving enough scenes.

"Hibiscus, Dad wants to say sorry to you, I know you don't want to talk to me, I just stand on the roof every day and watch you go home safely, that day in order to catch a table, I forgot the time for a while, causing you to lie in the snow for so long, if you are injured, how should I explain to your mother, I ......" Jiang Hongxing said nervously.

"Dad, don't mention the past, I'm fine." Jiang Mujin recalls the terrible encounter that night, and he will tremble until now, but some wounds will still heal under the care of his relatives.

"By the way, this is for you, you help me return to Zhang Lingyang in your class. Strangely, I just haven't been able to meet him. Jiang Hongxing handed Jiang Mujin a sealed envelope, looked at her curious appearance, and lied, "Something happened to one of my co-workers, and he asked me to borrow money, and I happened to run into him, and he said that it was your classmate, and he forced it to me, and I returned it to him without a penny." ”

Jiang Mujin smiled and did not debunk his father's lies.

The next day at school, Jiang Mujin deliberately stopped at a stop on the bus that was far away from the school and where Zhang Lingyang often sits, and sure enough, Zhang Lingyang saw her and really walked down.

"Thank you." Jiang Mujin handed him the envelope and thanked him with a smile.

"You're welcome, there's no need to pay it back so early." Zhang Lingyang looked at her and said gently.

"We, the Jiang family, don't like to owe people things, we will feel uncomfortable, and we will be relieved sooner." Jiang Mujian slapped the snowflakes on his body and said happily.

"Your mother may not have noticed the importance of your father to her, after a long time, the two of them may be able to get back together, you must adjust well in it." Zhang Lingyang put the envelope in his pocket and persuaded.

"How do you know, I think so too. So I've been working hard to make my dad understand the text, and strive to one day be able to make it a chapter, so that my mom will worship and come back automatically. Jiang Mujin danced and talked about his plan.

"The road is long and the line is coming." Zhang Lingyang smiled.

Jiang Mujian nodded, and suddenly found snowflakes floating in the air, "It's snowing." She reached out to catch the snowflakes, and the snowflakes landed in her palms and melted, "Ahh ”

"Here you go." Zhang Lingyang stretched out his hand to the sky and picked a snowflake, protected it with spiritual power, it was crystal clear and radiated, and put it in the palm of Jiang Mujian's hand.

"It's so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen snowflakes like this. Why can you make it not melt anymore? Jiang Mujin looked at him curiously.

"My hand is relatively cold, you see that it melts in your hand immediately." Zhang Lingyang clicked on the snowflake, withdrew his spiritual power, and the snowflake turned into a small droplet of water directly on Jiang Muhibiscus's hand.