"You lie, you're not my father, my father is not like this!"

Song Huaian looked at Xiao Qiao angrily pointing at Tan Si, and it was also complicated for a while, she touched Xiao Qiao's head, and then stepped forward to help Tan Si on the ground.

This person still insisted on getting close to Xiao Qiao, Song Huaian looked upset, and said with the irritability in his heart.

"You'd better calm down and not scare her."

Song Huai'an's words made Tan Si stop, he slowly picked up the crutches on the ground, but inadvertently saw his hands full of mud, only to see him stand up violently and limp into the thatched house.

Because of this sudden incident, several children who had been reading seriously were also uneasy, and they began to look at Xiao Qiao curiously and whispered.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Huai'an looked at Xiao Qiao glaring viciously at the girls who were talking about each other, and his fierce appearance was like an angry little lion.

Song Huaian hurriedly pulled Xiao Qiao to the door, she looked at Xiao Qiao's red eyes, and held her in her arms distressedly.

"You tell Sister Huai'an, do you remember the past?"

Song Huai'an touched Xiao Qiao's head, she wasn't sure if that Tan Si was Xiao Qiao's father, after all, that person looked a little abnormal, but what he said was not, he called out Xiao Qiao's name so accurately, and the lost and recovered eyes, it really didn't look like a fake.

Xiao Qiao leaned on Song Huai'an's arms, she pinched the corners of Song Huai'an's clothes tightly, she obviously didn't want to cry, but the tears flowed out disobediently, and she didn't know why.

Feeling that the girl in her arms was secretly shedding tears, Song Huaian sighed lightly and gently patted Xiao Qiao's back.

"Xiao Qiao doesn't cry, let's make things clear, if he is not your father, but he comes to confess, we will go to the government to sue him, if he is ......"

Song Huaian said, the movements in his hands paused slightly.

"Xiao Qiao, if he is, Sister Huai'an will always be your Sister Huai'an. But if you really find your parents and find a home, you don't have to wander like Sister Huai'an, that's really good, and my sister is happy for you. ”

Xiao Qiao cried and couldn't speak, just hugged her tightly, and Song Huaian was also silent.

Originally, she was a person, and it has always been like this, even if it changes, it is nothing.

"A person's life is always full of reunions and partings, which are very common things."

Song Huaian gently rubbed the top of Xiao Qiao's hair, and he didn't know whether to tell Xiao Qiao or herself for a while.

"I didn't expect to say such things from your mouth."

The voice of a man suddenly speaking behind him, Song Huaian was slightly stunned, and then turned his head to look.

The man in front of her looked like a snowyman, with his head held high, one hand behind his back, but he didn't know how long he had been standing behind her.

It's Sheng Jin again.

Song Huaian let go of Xiao Qiao in his arms and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

"There are rumors in the market that everyone has a lot of opportunities on Sunday, and ordinary people can't easily see each other, so it's really a rumor that deceives me."

Song Huaian stood up as she spoke, looking at Sheng Jin in front of her calmly, she didn't want to meet this person, after all, she was the second male of the heroine, and she was quite powerful, and more importantly, she might be temporarily attached to the Sheng family in the future, annoying this person, as long as he wanted to in the future, she would be completely manipulated.

Although she knows these very well, but now she still has Xiao Qiao by her side, and she doesn't want to be looked down upon in front of this little girl.

Of course, on the other hand, Song Huaian also felt that unless necessary, this person did not disdain to use means against a small role like her.

"Kiso is right, you are indeed sharp now."

Sheng Jin looked at the clear-eyed woman in front of him, the woman named Song Huai'an in front of him had changed so much that he had doubts about his past memories for the first time.

"I heard that you are now worshipping Chengye as a master, do you think you can become a master after following him for a year?"

Sheng Xuan's character is Chengye, Song Huai'an knows this, she probably guessed that Sheng Jin would ask her about apprenticeship Sheng Xuan, but she didn't expect to ask like this, or in such a tone.

It seems that the relationship between these two brothers is somewhat delicate.

"I think you should know that the rules of the Sheng Mansion are that those who can't get out of the teacher after a year will inevitably leave, and the people who evaluate you will not look at your master's face."

Song Huaian was already a little flattered.

She looked sideways at the man in front of her, he was still white-dressed and white-haired, and his eyes were dust-free, but his eyes were indeed looking at herself seriously.

"I almost thought that the head of the Sheng family cared about me."

Sheng Jin looked at the faint smile on Song Huai'an's face, he remembered that in Luo'an before, in Song Huaixin's shop, it was obviously the same face, but that woman's smile would only make people disgusted.

"I'm reminding you."

Song Huai'an listened to Sheng Jin's cold answer, nodded, hugged his fists, and replied.

"Thank you."

But if she doesn't worship Sheng Xuan, she is afraid that she may not even have the opportunity for this year.

The expression on the woman's face has always been very light, a faint joy, a faint sorrow, a faint forbearance, whether it is met or not, which makes Sheng Jin have an illusion, as if Song Huai'an in Ningzhou City and Song Huai'an in Luo'an City are not the same Song Huai'an.

This thought made him find ridiculous.

"You-"

When Sheng Jin was about to say something, Tan Si, who had just rushed into the house, suddenly pushed open the courtyard door and walked out in a panic, he not only shaved off his beard and groomed himself at this time, but also changed into slightly more decent clothes, until he saw Xiao Qiao outside the door, he seemed to be relieved.

"Little Joe, look at me, I'm Daddy."

Tan Si leaned against the courtyard wall beside him, trying his best to make himself squat down normally.

"Little Qiao, do you remember, our family used to have a yard, there was a persimmon tree in the yard, and my father tied a swing to you, and you always liked to play on it, so that your mother pushed you in the back."

Song Huaian looked at Tan Si at this time, this man described him as emaciated as if he would fall down when the wind blew, his blue and black eye sockets seemed to have not slept for many days, and his eyes were bloodshot, he looked at Xiao Qiao as if he was looking at the last straw.

"Do you remember, when you were a child, you flew a kite on the bridge, accidentally fell, knocked on the steps, knocked off a piece of meat in your calf, and your father took you to the hospital to get you medicine, and had a fight with the guys at the pharmacy."

"And do you remember ......?"

The man cautiously tried to awaken his daughter's memory, he thought about the past, while his heart was like a knife, he always thought that his daughter died four years ago, he watched his wife and daughter being thrown into Xichuan together, and obviously picked up his wife's unrecognizable body with his own hands.

He always thought he had lost everything.

Xiao Qiao looked at the lame man who began to cry again, this person and the tall silhouette in her vague memory could no longer overlap, only the broken body in front of her remained.

She had fantasized many times about being found by her father and aunt, and many times she fantasized about returning to the warm yard at the beginning, but after a long time, she grabbed leftovers with beggars more times, and she gradually stopped thinking about it and gradually forgot about it.

But at this time, this person really appeared.

Xiao Qiao wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, she walked up to Tan Si with her head held high, and pulled out a rough-looking peach pit from the string hanging around his neck.

"Little Joe made three, one for Daddy, one for Auntie, and one for Little Joe."

"Auntie, I'm going to fly."

"Daddy, don't quarrel with anyone."

"I'm so scared, Xiao Qiao is so scared, Daddy save me......

The memories of the past swept like flowing water, and Xiao Qiao's tears were like bursting embankments, and she threw herself into Tan Si's arms.

"Daddy......"

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried silently, Song Huaian inadvertently touched his money bag, originally took the little girl for the holiday today, it seems that she doesn't need to bring it.

The scene in front of him was something Sheng Jin didn't expect, and he originally planned to persuade him one last time when he came today.

Unexpectedly, this girl who was taken by Song Huai'an and claimed to be her sister was actually Tan Si's daughter.

Sheng Jin glanced at Song Huai'an inquiringly, the woman was only one step away from the father and daughter who were hugging each other, but her eyes seemed to be far away, with a smile on her face, but it was uglier than crying.

The look of being obviously envious and pretending not to care at all made Sheng Jin feel pitiful.

Song Huaian looked at the father and daughter, thought about it, and squatted down and touched Xiao Qiao's head.

"I think you and your father must have a lot to say today, Sister Huai'an went to buy some zongzi and came back, no matter what you say today, you have to celebrate and celebrate."

Song Huai'an left after speaking, she heard Xiao Qiao behind her shouting her name, but she didn't look back.

It wasn't until he turned out of the alley that Song Huaian touched the corner of the wall and slowly squatted down.

She wasn't actually sad, really, she was very happy to have helped Little Joe find her father in this kind of mishap.

She held her face in her hands and looked at the pair of boots parked in front of her, she knew that she must be ugly and ashamed to secretly wipe her tears now, but she couldn't care about it now.

"Laugh if you want."

Anyway, the unlucky appearance of a villain woman like her, the master of the Sheng family saw it, and at most it was just for the heroine to be happy.

Song Huaian didn't care at all.

In this world, most people have parents and relatives, although she doesn't, but Song Huaian always feels that she doesn't care, most of the time, she can live well, and she can do most things by herself.

Even when she's alone, she can enjoy herself.

In the past and now, she will be brave enough to face everything that happens.

"Occasionally, just occasionally, I ......"

Song Huaian pressed his chest and said words that no one believed.

"You'll be captivated by sand like this."

After the sky was gloomy for a long time, it finally rained lightly in Ningzhou City, the rain was not heavy, but it slapped on the face with the light wind.

Song Huai'an, who was squatting in the corner, heard the sound of someone unfolding the umbrella, she thought that Sheng Jin was finally leaving, but after waiting for a long time, the pair of boots still didn't move.

Song Huai'an wiped away his tears, and finally raised his head unhappily, but crashed into a pair of gentle smiling eyes.

She watched him squat down with an umbrella, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes seemed to be the most delicate ink painting, so unexpectedly laid out in front of her.

Song Huai'an looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, and forgot to wipe his tears for a while.

"Lady, it's raining."