Like the children of other families, Feng Lianya stared at the wall all day long.

It wasn't until one day that Feng Mo brought a peerless master to teach him martial arts, which made him have a lot of interest.

The peerless master never said his name, so Feng Lianya had no choice but to call him "Master".

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Feng Lianya, who is not yet ten years old, is very naughty and plays around all day long.

And his master was in a black robe, his hair was neatly tied up, and he looked like he was in his thirties.

It was snowing in the eastern plains, and Feng Lianya had long been accustomed to it.

Master stood at the bottom of the corridor and stretched out his pale hand to catch the little snowflake.

But it was blown away by the wind and blew into the snow.

His expression was sad.

"What's wrong, Master?" Feng Lianya walked over.

Master touched his head and said, "I'm thinking about something." ”

"Oh." The young Feng Lianya didn't think much about it, and continued to play with the drifting snow.

At this time, Feng Lianya thought of the present, looking at the fine snow outside the curtain, and inexplicably felt touched.

Standing under the corridor in a dark robe, I saw that the master was piling up a snowman.

"Master?"

"You're back." The sound of vicissitudes.

"Yes."

"You don't have to say it, there are some things that your father and I know."

"Okay."

"He gave you permission to go."

"Oh?"

"Maybe that's what you want."

The wind is at a loss.

"Your brother is really good to you, and he tried his best to convince the Feng family master for your decision."

"Hmm!" Proud or happy.

The tall figure finally stood up and said, "I never say anything fleshy, but I trust you." ”

"Thank you." Gratifying, touched.

Nan Zhi returned to the Nan family.

The people in the Nan clan looked at her in a variety of eyes.

Nan Zhi didn't think so, and even got used to it.

When she was a child, she was not called Nan Zhi, her mother only called her Ah Zhi, and her mother was a person who helped others do laundry.

The status is extremely low.

In the end, the Nan family rules that can make her father submit.

The Nan clan is of noble blood, and it is one of the six noble clans of the Immortal Dao Era.

And the family rules make it clear that the heirs must not be allowed to stay outside, let alone harm the heirs.

The head of the Nan family has domestic violence, everyone knows that except for the main house, the other concubines have all been beaten, when Nan Zhi first came in, she found that the head of the Nan family was beating her child, and fear surrounded her heart, fortunately, the head of the Nan family never remembered that he had such a daughter, let alone came to see her, otherwise the unhappy mother and daughter would have to be beaten.

It wasn't until I was going to learn the general's pavilion that I thought about it completely.

Nan Zhi naturally came back not to see anyone, but her mother.

From the beginning of the laundry, her mother's hands began to fester, and Nan Zhi would be sad for a long time every time she saw them.

When the mother heard this, she did not speak.

"Thank you, mother." For the first time, Nan Zhi became deep.

"No thanks, what else do mother and daughter thank? I can't control your decisions, but I can pray that you're doing well. The mother touched her pale face and shed a few tears.

"Thank you, mother." It's still this sentence, which contains all kinds of gratitude.