The little girl nodded dumbly, and he pushed the little girl to the door of the bathroom, where there was a small wooden pedal where she could change clothes, and then opened a wooden screen next to it, with hooks attached to it, to put clothes.

He pretended to go around and brought a set of long-sleeved thin T-shirts and denim trousers, well, small pants and pants too, all of which were hung on the hooks of the wooden screen: "These are changed after taking a shower, understand?" ”

The little girl continued to nod, and Zhang Hao just said again: "I'm just outside the house, something calls me." With that, he went out.

He casually released a recliner outside the house, and originally wanted to lie down, but when he saw the things on his body, he shook his head with a wry smile, and immediately changed his clothes with one click, and threw the set of clothes stained with I don't know how many blood stains and dirt into the space tower.

Fortunately, his hands were gloved, and his hands didn't touch those things directly, otherwise he would definitely have to disinfect his hands, the little girl's mother didn't care, he was disgusted with anything on that scumbag.

After changing his clothes, he lay down in his chair.

He listened sideways, and the room was quiet for a moment, as if sensing that he was going out, and after a moment of squirming, the sound of rushing water also sounded.

In the past, he should have fallen asleep, but today he couldn't sleep.

He was a little confused, a little confused, a little depressed, although it wasn't too much, after all, it was just a strange woman who died tonight.

But he couldn't help but think of more.

It's about himself, about his family, and more about the little girl in the house, what should he do with this little girl?

There is no answer to everything.

simply released Xiao Huang from the space tower, signaled that it was not allowed to bark, and then played with this cute thing for a while, and felt that the mood was better.

Half an hour later, the little girl whispered, as if to say that she had finished washing.

Zhang Hao got up and put away the chair and entered the room, and saw the small figure in the dim light.

She was looking at him quietly with a pair of turquoise eyes, without superfluous emotions, more of a dazedness, as if she didn't know what she should do, and even the cute little yellow didn't attract too much attention from her.

Zhang Hao sighed, he found that he sighed a little too much tonight, and he rarely sighed frequently recently: "Finished washing?" Go to sleep. Hmm, did you dry your hair? He said and rubbed the little girl's head very skillfully, the same action as rubbing the heads of little Lori and the little cat lady.

The little girl didn't dodge, letting his hand stay on her head for a moment before leaving.

It's still a little wet, she just wiped her hair and came out, Zhang Hao casually took the towel in her hand, replaced it with a dry towel while putting it behind her head, wrapped her hair and wiped it, the movement was not light, not heavy, not slow.

A few minutes later, he touched the little girl's head again, this time almost.

He nodded: "Sit for a few more minutes, and you can sleep." ”

The little girl didn't move, just stood dumbfounded, Zhang Hao could only pull her to the edge of the couch and sit down.

Looking at this little girl who seemed to have lost her soul, the question in Zhang Hao's mind just now surfaced again, what should he do with this little girl?

There is still no answer to this question.

The two people in the room sat on their couches, and after more than ten minutes, Zhang Hao spoke: "Sleep." So saying, he gently pressed the little girl to the couch and lay down, covered her with a quilt, and went back to lie down himself.

Dimming the lights a little more so that the room would not fall into darkness, he closed his eyes.

But he couldn't sleep.

He tried to cultivate the stargazing meditation method, and the meditation method that could be tried a hundred times was a little ineffective today, and his heart was full of distractions, so he couldn't enter the state of meditation at all.

He just gave up his efforts and stared blankly at the ceiling.

I don't know how long it took, there was movement on the side, he looked sideways, and saw that the little girl didn't know when she had fallen asleep, but she didn't know what she dreamed of, and her hands were slightly raised and scratching.

Zhang Hao thought about it, got up and walked over, held her hands and wanted to put them back into the quilt, but they grabbed them tightly, as if his hands were something precious, and then the little girl slowly calmed down and fell asleep again.

At this time, Zhang Hao saw that tears were pouring out of the little girl's still closed eyes, which did not disappear because she fell asleep again.

He shook his head, trying to let go of his hand, but it was clenched a little tightly.

In desperation, he could only get his Simmons over, lean on the edge of the small couch, and then fell asleep on his side.

This time, he actually fell asleep quickly.

As the biological clock woke up exactly at seven in the morning, he found that his hands had finally been loosened, and he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the little girl, and found that she was still asleep.

He got up, put Simmons back in his place, and quietly walked out the door.

Xiao Huang didn't hesitate to get up and came out to start the first flattery of the day.

After washing up outside the door and eating today's breakfast with Xiao Huang, Zhang Hao began a day's cultivation.

He didn't want that to happen to him one day.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he and his family were living in a peaceful and prosperous Great Xia, not this small country that was tossed up by various foreign forces.

After he had finished practicing the Dead Wood Rejuvenation Gong, he found that the little girl had also gotten up, and sat dumbfounded near the door to watch him practice martial arts.

He pretended to enter the house and brought her a can of juice and a piece of cake, and he also prepared a box of milk for her to eat by herself, and he continued the rest of his cultivation.

After nine o'clock in the morning, his cultivation was all completed, and he let out a long breath and stopped.

Looking at the little girl on the side, she was holding a piece of cake that had only been nibbled on a few bites, the juice and milk did not move, and her eyes seemed to be staring at him all the time to practice martial arts.

Zhang Hao couldn't help it, so he walked over and sat down on the chair that had been placed in advance, and then beckoned her to come over: "What's your name?" ”

The little girl was silent for a moment before replying, "Hediche Abdul Jabbar." ”

Zhang Hao nodded: "I'm leaving here, so I want to ask you." Let me take you to a city south where there is no war, or to seek refuge with your relatives. ”

The little girl was dazed for a moment and shook her head: "There are no relatives anymore." Dad died, Mom was killed by my uncle, I killed my uncle. ”

Zhang Hao was silent for a moment: "Then I'll take you to a city in the south where there is no war and find someone to take care of you, is it okay?" ”

The little girl was silent for a longer time, and after a few minutes she spoke, "I'm going to stay here, I'm going to stay with my mother." ”

Zhang Hao was silent again, he could forcibly take her away, this was for her safety, for her future, but was this the right thing to do?

You can't impose all your ideas on other people, because what you don't think matters may be very important in the eyes of others.

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