Chapter 782: 782: What He Seeks

The lines carved out of the wood are very soft, and the man's clothes can be identified from the clothing, and the villain is also combed in a man's bun. And the villain's appearance looks very exquisite.

This wood carving is carved out of white wood segments, but the fourth child whispered: "Daddy looks darker." ”

In fact, it's not just "blacker", but quite black.

The fourth Haoming, the sixth Yixuan, these two have a father. When his father passed away, Yixuan was young and not very sensible, but the fourth child already had a deep impression of his father.

He remembered that his father was as black as coal.

He looked at the little wife beside him again, and when the wife was in the middle, she also looked black. It didn't look good, and others said that the wife was ugly, but the black skin of the wife reminded him of his childhood memories.

He has been paying attention to her since then, and he loves her hands. At that time, her hands were rough, with calluses on her fingertips, like the rough hands of her childhood father who worked as a carpenter all year round. It's just that her hands are much smaller than her father's.

At that time, the wife had a bad temperament, and everyone hated her and hated her, and he ...... Even if he was beaten and scolded, and treated coldly by her, he was indifferent. His heart is like a dead sea, and it is difficult for any wind and waves to rise.

When he was a child, his mother hated him, and even his mother looked at him with deep hatred, as if he was a sinister seed, as if his existence alone would make his mother feel extremely painful.

Some things have been commonplace since then, and they are familiar with it.

Once, he asked his father, why did his mother hate him so much? There are six brothers, but he is the only one, and his mother is very unwelcome. Although my mother was a little indifferent to the other brothers, she never hated and hated him as much as she did with him.

Later, his father told him: People, if you are not delusional, you will not be hurt. It was also from that time that he learned to have a normal heart, to learn not to think about anything anymore, and this learned to learn, and over time, he became this moody and silent personality.

He glanced at his little wife again and grabbed her hand.

Now her hands are white and tender, not as black and rough as before, but his mood is different from the beginning.

He didn't know how to describe it, and this complex verbal description was too difficult for him.

However, he knew that even though she was ugly and violent, because of her dark appearance, he felt kind, and he subconsciously looked for the shadow of his childhood from her, and whenever he saw her, he could always think of his father.

But after she became fair-skinned and beautiful, what he was looking for was no longer the obsession of his childhood, but the desire to spend the rest of his life with this person.

Dong Huiying crawled behind him and wrapped her little arms around his neck from behind.

"Haoming, you had nightmares before, was it because you dreamed of our father?"

Our father.

This title warmed his heart.

It's our father, he and her are inseparable, and he likes this kind of intimacy very much.

"Hmm!"

He touched her hand lightly, then took her grip and interlocked his fingers with her. He lowered his head and replied with a wooden face: "I dreamed of ...... He's dead. ”

No wonder he was in so much pain during his nightmares, she thought to herself.

She hugged her tightly, her small body pressed against his back, and transmitted her temperature to him.

"Don't be sad."

Some people's tears do not flow on their faces, but in their hearts, soaked into their bone marrow.

Chapter II.

(End of chapter)