However, Fu Xingye hurriedly opened his mouth nervously, and for the first time today received his daughter's words "Okay, thank you."
After Nie Changhuan's footsteps stopped, Fu Xingye also stopped abruptly and looked at Nie Changhuan's back eagerly.
Fu Xingye didn’t want to go in. He hadn’t stayed in a place where there were animal excrement everywhere, a thick layer of soil and various agricultural products and farm tools were piled up on the ground. It was really difficult to overcome extreme cleanliness. Psychological barriers.
But her daughter suddenly cared about herself so much, Fu Xingye forgot about these obstacles in an instant. He only hoped that Nie Changhuan would be compassionate and promised to take him in to brush up on his sense of existence. And just now, he was suddenly curious, wanting to see what the place where his daughter has been living all the time.
It was between these two seconds that Nie Changhuan looked down and smiled and said, "Do you think it is appropriate?"
Seriously think about it: "Grandma Joey doesn't like to be born."
"..." Fu Xingye.
"However, Grandma Joey shouldn't mind letting the people you brought over into her house." She tilted her head to look at Fu Xingye, her big eyes were clear, "Please come in."
"..." Fu Xingye: This mood of ups and downs.
However, Fu Xingye hurriedly opened his mouth nervously, and for the first time today received his daughter's words: "Okay, thank you."
… He was so nervous that he was saying thank you.
Fu Xingye was upset and inexplicably embarrassed, but fortunately, Nie Changhuan didn't care about him anymore and had already left hand in hand.
Fu Xingye crossed the threshold, carefully avoided the "obstacles" on the ground, and walked inside.
Grandma Joey was dozing off in the rocking chair in front of the fireplace. There was no light in the room, only the fire in the fireplace was beating. The room was dim and messy, but there was a strange tranquility and warmth in the room.
Glancing at each other with Nie Changhuan. Just as she was about to speak, Grandma Joey said slowly, "Well, you're back."
After saying this, Grandma Joey slowly opened her eyes and looked over slowly.
I walked over right away, took the presbyopic glasses on the side, and put them on Grandma Joey's feet.
Grandma Joey's head is full of silver curly hair, and one leg exposed under the thin blanket on her leg is in plaster. After putting on her glasses, she cheerfully held her nice little face, and gave a kiss. Ringing: "I'm so good!"
He giggled, kissed Grandma Joey's face, and nestled in Grandma Joey's arms, and said to Grandma Joey in pure German, "My mother is here."
Grandma Joey was taken aback, then turned her head to look at Nie Changhuan.
Nie Changhuan hurried over and knelt before Grandma Joey.
Grandma Joey looked down at Nie Changhuan, raised her hand and touched Nie Changhuan's face affectionately, still speaking to Nie Changhuan in German with a little local accent.
It's nothing more than words like "You kid finally came back", "Did you suffer after returning to China?"
Nie Changhuan has lived in this place for a long time, and even speaks fluent German with Grandma Joey.
Fu Xingye couldn't help but glanced at Nie Changhuan: He remembered that when Nie Changhuan was at Whale City University five years ago, she was a girl who couldn't even speak English fluently. He didn't expect that he could even speak German so fluently now.
When the three of them complained about their affection, Fu Xingye, who was already tall and tall, stood silently on one side, like a wire pile, without any sense of existence.
It was better to notice him first, but she didn't say anything, so she looked at Fu Xingye with those big eyes, and Grandma Joey's gaze naturally turned around.
Probably because Fu Xingye was too high, Grandma Joey deliberately raised her head and pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose before staring at him.
At the moment of being stared at, Fu Xingye's body unconsciously tightened, and suddenly he felt a sense of tension and discomfort when he was a child of serious elders.
Fu Xingye shook the hand hanging by his side slightly, his face maintained his proper courtesy: "Hello, excuse me."
Grandma Joey doesn't look like a pure Chinese, but Fu Xingye naturally uses pure German.
Grandma Joey didn't want him, so she kept her reading glasses and looked at Nie Changhuan with drooping eyebrows, and then looked at Fu Xingye's whole body up and down.
When he was being looked at, Fu Xingye's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably a few times, always keeping a slightly stiff smile on his face.
The experience of the past few days has refreshed all his pride and dignity in his life. He always stays with care and is not seen everywhere.
Not knowing how long it had passed, Grandma Joey finally took off her reading glasses and looked back.
She put her reading glasses on the thin blanket on her lap, and took a good hand with one hand, and took Nie Changhuan's hand with the other, and touched her cheek gently: "I will go back this time, will you not come back again? ?"
Her old voice rang in the dim room, and Nie Changhuan's eyes were hot, and she held Grandma Joey's neck at the same time: "You are my mother and me forever relatives. We will often visit you to accompany you!"
Grandma Joey laughed again, but the muddy tears rolled down.
Nie Changhuan also hugged Grandma Joey: "You gave me a second life, and it is so good that I was born here, so you will always be our home. No one will return home. You can rest assured that we will always See you."
Grandma Joey nodded her head and wiped her tears, then raised her hand tremblingly, and touched Nie Changhuan's face lovingly: "My child, you have worked hard. I will be here waiting for you to come back. Don't worry about me. ."
Nie Changhuan looked at her old-fashioned appearance, listening to her words, burst into tears in an instant.
There were tears in her eyes, but the little girl didn't cry until the end.
Just looking at Nie Changhuan's reconciliation well, Fu Xingye's ambition was also a little tidal.
After coming out of Joey's grandma, Nie Changhuan finally looked back at Fu Xingye: "I will go and say goodbye to others, are you here to wait for us or are you together?"
If you have the opportunity to participate in Nie Changhuan and make a good past, Fu Xingye will naturally go with him.
It's just that Nie Changhuan seemed to dislike him when he heard that he was really going, but in the end she didn't say anything, and took a good hand and walked forward.
It turned out that there was a row of bungalows behind this two-story building, which seemed to be newly built, and looked much cleaner and tidier than the previous one.
This row of bungalows is surrounded by about six rooms in the appearance of a quadrangle courtyard. Entering from the front entrance, there are some children's amusement facilities in the courtyard, and the decoration is also very childlike.
On the side of the swing in the yard, a little girl with brown-red hair was sitting in a wheelchair. She saw Nie Changhuan, and her eyes immediately showed a strange brilliance, but she seemed a little shy, glanced at Fu Xingye, did not speak, just couldn't bear it. She smiled at Nie Chang.
Nie Changhuan walked over and squatted down in front of her, and whispered something to her. The expression on the little girl's face immediately dimmed, and she lowered her head.
Then Fu Xingye saw Nie Changhuan turned his head, and then raised his hand and wiped his eyes.
Fortunately, I walked over and hugged the little girl in the wheelchair. She shaved the little brown-haired girl who was as big as her like a little adult, and comforted a few words until the little girl in the wheelchair slowed down. Nodded, and hugged her again.
Immediately afterwards, Nie Changhuan walked into one of the houses again.
Fu Xingye didn't follow up. He stopped a few steps away from the little girl with brown hair and looked at the door from a distance.
The little girl with brown-red hair glanced at him secretly, and Fu Xingye noticed her gaze and looked down at her.
The little girl with brown-red hair immediately lowered her head, squeezing her hands nervously.
Fu Xingye's heart softened, he squatted down in front of her, and asked the German softly, "Are you good friends?"
The little girl nodded timidly, looked at Fu Xingye quickly and then lowered her head.
Fu Xingye watched the little girl's already red face getting redder and red, and a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
If it were placed in the past, he would never have any communication with such a child, but now that he is well, he will naturally change.
The little girl quickly raised her head to look at him for the third time, but this time she finally held back her head and didn't lower her head.
Her voice was soft and soft: "Uncle, are you a good father?"
Hearing the word "dad", Fu Xingye's heart jumped suddenly, and his blood boiled for an instant. This new name made him a little confused for a while, and gave him a strange sense of excitement and responsibility.
Fu Xingye condensed his expression and nodded lightly. I just don't know, when will I call him Dad.
The little girl's eyes immediately showed envy and sadness.
She lowered her head again and said dullly, "I don't have a father."
But in a moment she raised her lips and smiled again: "But I have Aunt Huanhuan, Grandma Joey, and a good sister, and another brother who is a little older than me, although my brother is fierce."
Fu Xingye looked at her self-entertaining appearance, and heard that she put Nie Changhuan first, and was about to ask something, the little girl raised her big eyes and looked at him, and said to him very seriously: "Uncle, Huanhuan. Auntie is very hard. She has to raise our four children alone. She often buys clothes and repairs houses for Grandma Joey and Aunt Yulia..."
When Fu Xingye heard this, he suddenly remembered that Peng Jiangzhou seemed to have been chanting in his ears before, saying that after Nie Changhuan gained financial strength, he had been continuously supporting two orphans with disabilities.
This little girl in a wheelchair must be one of them.
The little girl hesitated when she said that, and looked at Fu Xingye’s expression. Seeing that Fu Xingye was listening to her words patiently, she added: "So uncle, you must love our Aunt Huanhuan well. Love it too."
Fu Xingye looked at the little girl's pleading gaze and nodded solemnly.
Just then, Nie Changhuan came out of the room.
There were new tears on her face, and she looked back frequently.
Fu Xingye stood up and looked at her intently, only to find a blond little boy half-hidden behind the door frame. Although he looked indifferent, he was looking at Nie Changhuan intently.
Nie Changhuan stopped to look at him, but suddenly he turned around and entered the room with a cold expression, and slammed the door of the room.
Nie Changhuan seemed to be accustomed to this little boy a long time ago, but habitually couldn't bear it, so she immediately walked back a few steps, but she raised her hand to knock on the door, and finally let it go.
She raised her red eyes and met Fu Xingye's sight. Fu Xingye immediately stepped up to her, took out the handkerchief he put in the pocket of her suit jacket, and handed it to her.
Nie Changhuan didn't answer, and said, "You find a place to sit for a while, and when you finish packing your things, we can set off."
With these words on his lips, Nie Changhuan glanced at the little girl sitting next to him in the wheelchair, feeling a pain in his heart and feeling guilty.
But it was Liu Zheng's accident. She really didn't worry that Liu Zheng was alone in the country, so she had to rush back as soon as possible today.
Originally, I came here this time, I should accompany these two children well.
Seeing her depressed, Fu Xingye wanted to comfort her but was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he silently followed her into a nice room.
Push the door behind the swing well and walk in.
Fu Xingye looked at the small room, which was about a dozen square meters. Two pink princess beds were placed on both sides of the room, and a desk and a wardrobe were placed at the head of the bed. The walls of the room are covered with paintings of various shades and shades, and they should all be from the hands of the little girl in the wheelchair outside.
Seeing that Fu Xingye stopped right in front of the small bed on the right hand side of the door, he was still thinking about whether to go and help, but when he saw Nie Changhuan entered the door, he didn't take care of it. He walked straight to the little girl on the other side and sat for that one. The little girl in the wheelchair cleaned the bed and desk, and he didn't move for a while.
He turned his head to look at his daughter, and saw that he pulled out a suitcase from the bed, opened it, and spread it on the ground. After opening the closet, he acted skillfully and began to pack the clothes by himself.
And it seems to be obsessive-compulsive, the clothes are either folded into a piece of forehead, or wrapped in a cylinder with no wrinkles, neatly and neatly placed in the suitcase.
It took ten minutes to pack the suitcase.
The little girl picked up a set of clothes that had been placed on the bed, ran out of the room, went to the toilet in the yard, quickly changed a set of clothes, and ran back.
The moment she came in, Fu Xingye was shocked by his daughter again.
Originally, the little girl’s hair was tied in the back of her head in a mess. She was also wearing a grey peasant girl's dress before, but now she changed to a dress with a white sweater on top and silver underneath with a slightly fluffy skirt. , I wear a short white down jacket with fur collar, and a pair of princess-style short boots on my feet.
She seemed to have washed her face deliberately. After washing her small face that looked a little black, she immediately revealed her skin that was as clear and as clear as ice and snow, and her big eyes became darker and brighter.
With her long curly hair that had been combed and scattered, it was as crystal clear and exquisite as an ice princess on earth.
Fu Xingye's old father's heart is simply incredibly proud. The smile on the corners of the lips is almost impossible to hide.
He secretly thought that he and Nie Changhuan's genes could give birth to such a daughter. Looking at Quan Whale City, no girl can compare with his daughter.
After tidying up, I helped Nie Changhuan to clean up the things of the little brown-haired girl, and then he pulled the reluctant Nie Changhuan and said, "Mom, can I go to talk to Grandma Joey and my little pony? "
Nie Changhuan wanted to go with him, but when he saw Fu Xingye here, he was afraid that he would burst into tears later, so he didn't go, so he nodded and said, "Let's go to the small wooden door outside and wait for you."
He pulled up his little suitcase, ran to hug the little girl with brown hair, and knocked on the door of the previous room before leaving the yard.
Nie Changhuan hesitated in the room before walking out slowly.
The little red-brown-haired girl in a wheelchair looked at her eagerly, saw that she was looking at her, smiled quickly, and waved at her pretendingly, "Aunt Huanhuan, goodbye."
Nie Changhuan thought of the tragic life of the little girl, and couldn't bear it. After all, he couldn't bear it. He hugged the little girl and cried, and finally promised the little girl over and over again before leaving.
The little boy who slammed the door of the room before did not come out. But when Nie Changhuan left the yard, Fu Xingye saw a small shadow flashing past the window.
Fu Xingye paused. After seeing the feelings of Nie Changhuan and these children, he couldn't help but faintly admire Nie Changhuan's mind and character.
These children love her so much and have such a deep affection for her. It can be seen that Nie Changhuan is not just like the celebrities who do charity in China, but just a charity fund. Nie Changhuan really put the two children between her eyebrows.
If Fu Xingye liked Nie Changhuan in the past because of her chance to save him and her appearance is truly unparalleled, then Fu Xingye admires Nie Changhuan's soul even more now.
Nie Changhuan walked a long distance forward, but when Fu Xingye didn't follow him, he immediately looked back at him.
Fu Xingye raised her eyebrows at her, motioned to her to wait for a while, then quickly folded back, squatted again in front of the little brown-haired girl, and whispered something to her in German.
The little girl suddenly raised her head, her big eyes filled with surprise and expectation.
Then Fu Xingye stretched out his hand to pull the hook with her.
The little girl didn't seem to understand, but she finished happily and awkwardly.
Fu Xingye got up, waved to the little girl, and left.
Seeing him keeping up with him, Nie Changhuan couldn't help asking him: "What did you just tell her?"
Fu Xingye squinted his eyes and looked at this original ecological farm, which was quite exclusive at first, with smiles in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He turned his head towards Nie Changhuan and whispered, "Want to know? I won't tell you."
"..." Childish.
Nie Changhuan couldn't help but glanced at him, Fu Xingye raised an eyebrow at her, and hit her with his shoulder.
Nie Changhuan was hit by him and took two steps to the side. She laughed angrily after she stabilized her figure.
Fu Xingye looked at him and smiled while walking away.
I don't know if the sun is dazzling or he smiled too brilliantly... Like a child, Nie Changhuan took a step and looked at him blankly.