"Yes." The housekeeper responded, and when he left, he secretly glanced at Ye Qianning.

Xiang Minghou carried Ye Qianning into the living room, sat on the main seat, and did not put down the fat doll with his hand.

"Dad, I'm not heavy." Ye Qianning raised his head.

"It's not heavy, your father and I can afford to dance a hundred-pound machete, how much are you, and my father still thinks it's too thin." Xiang Minghou said and threw people twice.

Ye Qianning's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really? ”

"Of course, if you don't believe that tomorrow Dad will play a set of Xiangjia big knives for you, and Dad's big knives are more than 100 catties." Xiang Minghou is not boasting, he is the ancestor of the Xiang family who uses a big knife, and if he misses a knife on the battlefield, he will smash people to pieces.

Ye Qianning saw that he was muscular, and the big hands holding her were full of calluses and scars, and there was even a long scar under the beard on his face.

These are all men's achievements, and that's what the Iron Hero says.

Boasting to Minghou, seeing the doll in his arms pondering, his smile fell, and he said in a deep voice: "How have you spent all these years, girl." ”

"With the fourth wife, the fourth woman is fine, and I will keep anything delicious." Ye Qianning said.

"Fourth woman?" Xiang Minghou was puzzled, and then asked, "What about your mother?" ”

Ye Qianning thought about it, in her memory, her mother rarely went to see the fat group, and there were only four mothers-in-law since she could remember, and her mother would only go to see her at the end of every month, and she could only stay for a quarter of an hour.

She is a very beautiful woman, and every time I go to see her, although she dresses very low-key, she is made of good materials, and she uses the most popular rouge powder at that time.

The fourth woman said that her mother was working as a pianist for a large family in the town, but now that I think about it, it is not.

The village of Fat Tuan was relatively backward, and the only place that could dress like this was the Baixiangfang in the town at that time, a place for men to have fun......

"My mother is very busy, she wants to earn money to support me." Ye Qianning lowered her head slightly as she spoke, and her voice was low: "It's all because I ate too much, and my mother died of illness due to hard work, and I ...... blamed me."

Xiang Minghou was distressed when he heard this, his hand holding the fat doll tightened, and tears flashed in his eyes: "It's my father who is sorry for you two." ”

After the thick crying was finished, I couldn't hold back my crying-

He knew everything about Nanyuan back then, there was a great drought in those years, and there was no food, so he could imagine how difficult it was to support a child in that environment.

After he returned to Kyoto City, he asked people to go to Nanyuan to look for Ye Qian, but the people at that time replied that Ye Qian was dead, and if he had gone to investigate in person, he would not have let them suffer so many sins.

Ye Qianning didn't expect an iron-blooded man, the dignified Beili God of War, to cry muffled in front of her...... A wave in my heart rippled in circles.

"Daddy doesn't cry."

She raised her little hand to wipe his cheek, which was rough and a little prickly.

Xiang Minghou was stunned, and he cried even more fiercely holding the doll.

Ye Qianning was very fat, and he was a little out of breath when he was strangled so hard: "Ahem...... Dad, you're holding it too tightly. ”

Hearing the cough, Xiang Minghou reacted at this time, hurriedly let go of her, and said that he raised his sleeve and wiped it on his face: "It's all because my father didn't have a serious hand, and it didn't hurt much." ”

Ye Qianning shook his head and looked at him a little funny: "Daddy is such an adult, he still cries like a child, and he is not afraid of other people's jokes." ”