One word.

relieved Fang Jing's eighteen years of anxiety and worry.

The young girl on the other side of the table is elegant and leisurely, and her bearing is calm.

Green bamboo-like upright, clear and outstanding, and vaguely awe-inspiring.

There was only Fang Jing in the room who was extremely relaxed, and the low sobbing sound after the nerves that had collapsed for eighteen years were completely relaxed.

No one spoke, Yue Wujiu took out a handkerchief and helped Fang Jing wipe her tears.

Fang Jing was stunned, she took the handkerchief and raised her head with teary eyes.

A clean and beautiful finger brushed Fang Jing's shoulder.

Between the nine fingers of the moon witch, there are two beautiful light blue flowers.

She leaned over and inserted the wildflower into Fang Jing's sideburns.

The voice was cold and faint: "It seems that I will learn one more skill of coaxing people in the future." ”

"If you cry again, it's ugly, and the two of us don't look like mother and daughter."

"After all, I'm so pretty."

Fang Jing was stunned.

calmly said a narcissistic and boastful remark, and Yuewu Jiu's demeanor was still so calm and calm.

Fang Jing finally smiled.

The swollen eyes that cried into walnuts lit up with a little warm and bright starlight.

She lost her child for 18 years.

Better than she imagined.

Even if you live in a closed village, you can take it calmly.

Much like, her father.

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Morning, half past nine.

The off-road vehicles parked outside Lilun Village left one after another.

In the stockade, the old lady was on crutches, her back was rickety, her back was lonely, and she quietly watched the convoy leave.

The convoy turned around in the mountains, turning over difficult mountain roads.

After half an hour of bumpy rides, I finally got out of Lilun Mountain.

Yue Wujiu sat in a car with Fang Jing and Fang Weiguo.

Leaving the village where he had lived for 18 years, Yuewujiu only took a small backpack with him.

"Jiu'er, you only have so much luggage?"

From the first time Fang Weiguo saw Yue Wujiu, he felt that his niece was a little peculiar.

Very...... Particularly.

What was special, he couldn't say.

This child's bearing is graceful and cold, and he has the calm and leisurely face of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him.

Not to mention anything else, he is full of evil spirits, not to mention the children of the younger generations, some of his peers can't bear it.

But Yue Wujiu's attitude towards him was the same as that of the other party.

It was as if he couldn't see him full of ferocity.

The old lady who adopted Jiu'er is also weird.

Last night, I was in a stalemate with them, and even, I had a big fight.

As soon as Jiu'er came back, she immediately changed her attitude, and was willing to let them take someone away immediately.

Fang Weiguo thought of the many young men living in the village, and the Lilun Village was very strange and special.

"Jiu'er!"

Fang Jing didn't think as much as Fang Weiguo thought.

The daughter was lost and recovered.

As long as the child can be found, everything else doesn't matter, and it's not as important as Moon Wu Jiu.

"Less luggage is less, anyway, when I go home, I'll buy Jiu'er again."

Fang Jing held Yue Wujiu's wrist all the way, for fear that everything she had experienced so far would be a dream, and as soon as she woke up from the dream, her daughter ran away again.

Yue Wujiu didn't resist, just let Fang Jing hold on.

"I listened to the old lady, you had planned to leave the stockade today?"

"Hmm."

Yue Wujiu spoke, never tepid.

It seems to be a cool spring water, which can wash away all the irritability and glitz.

It seems like a stream flowing through the ears, giving people the ultimate sense of comfort.

"I want to go out and do something."

Yue Wujiu groaned, remembering what the master gave her when she was leaving: "Someone asked me to take a look at the Guanzi, and wanted me to see if there was a way to bring the Guanzi back to life." ”