Yang Liu, who was full of doubts, fell asleep like this.

He was full of curiosity about Ya Sheng's childhood body. He didn't know what kind of little girl Ya Sheng would be standing at his door tomorrow.

He didn't even know what kind of impact taking in Ya Sheng would have on his life.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Because the next morning, he saw Jiang Mochu and the cute little girl.

Although she is only five or six years old, she is taller than ordinary children.

The black hair is tied into a bunch of "horse tail", swaying like a swallow flying.

Her apple-like face is embedded with a pair of piercing eyes, and what stands out most is her small cherry mouth, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The rosy face has a kind of beauty unique to a little girl, which does not lie in transparency and clarity, but in gentleness, timelessness, sweetness and moisture.

Yang Liu stroked her little head.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Yanan. You are the person Uncle Mu Chuan asked me to find, right? Your name is Yangliu. Well, it looks very similar to the one in the photo. It seems to be him."

Yang Liu smiled and said, "Okay, little friend Yanan, we will depend on each other in the future, so don't mind that I won't be by your side.

If you have any trouble, be sure to tell me and don't keep everything in your heart. Uncle Yang will try his best to help you solve all problems."

Yanan shook his head.

He took out the Demon-Conquering Pestle from his arms and handed it to Yang Liu.

"I'll call you dad from now on. Uncle or something like that doesn't sound nice. Besides, I shouldn't call you uncle. It seems that from the moment I became conscious, you should be called dad by me, as if..."

Yang Liu put away the magic pestle and took Yanan's hand into the house.

"Yang Liu, whose child is this? Why did you bring her back so early in the morning? Aren't her parents anxious?

You are such a reckless person, you don’t even ask if someone has eaten or not, and then if you are hungry, my sister has some snacks here, do you want to eat them to fill your stomach?"

Yang Yiyi teased Yanan and giggled.

Yanan did not refuse Yang Yiyi's teasing, but just let him have his way.

However, she still gave answers on some key topics.

"Yangliu is my father, so I'm not hungry."

Yang Yiyi was shocked at that time. When did my brother hide the fact that he had a child?

what is happening?

I don't understand, is there any?

A little girl was four or five years old.

Could it be that this happened a long time ago?

But four or five years ago, I seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, right?

Can one still have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen?

"Explain explain?"

Yang Liu smiled awkwardly, "Don't listen to the nonsense of children. In fact, she is the child of a comrade who fought alongside me. The comrade was divorced and single, and he didn't have any relatives, so there was no one to raise her. I

I have met this child several times and we play well together, but she always likes to call me daddy, and I don’t know why she does this.

I think it would be pitiful for her to stay in the orphanage. Why don't I adopt her back and give her a complete home? She will live with us in the future, so you have to treat her and me well."

Although Yang Liu explained it, Yang Yiyi still didn't understand the situation.

despite this.

There is no point in pursuing it anymore.

Might as well accept this fact.

She nodded blankly.

"In this case, I'll take care of you if anything happens. After all, she and I are both girls, so it's easier to take care of her.

Also, you have to remember that there are differences between men and women, and you should not lead a little girl to play wildly like a boy, as it will be detrimental to her growth."

Yangliu spread his hands, "Of course, I don't understand anything, I will naturally notice these problems, and I don't know this little girl's preferences, so I would like to trouble you to play with her."

Grandpa and grandma were obviously very happy about Yanan's appearance.

They always took the trouble to play with her.

They always maintain a sense of intimacy with their children from the inside out.

They don't care about Yanan's life experience.

I just want to use the warmth of the elders to light up the path forward for the younger generation.

So in their eyes, Yanan is just another existence like a grandchild.

As long as you find opportunities, you must spread happiness to them.

This is a kind of happy and relaxed state of mind.

It is also the best existence they can give their children.

Yangliu was naturally happy with such a scene.

Ever since, the leisurely country life began.

A group of cattle and sheep are walking on the way home.

Cute little lambs and lively calves followed behind their mother and played happily.

Naughty Yanan sat on the back of the cow and hummed a country tune.

Yang Liu used his whip to drive away the naughty cattle and sheep.

The singing, mooing, and bleating sounds formed a beautiful "pastoral song", which together with the setting sun and sunset glow spread over this small road full of local flavor.

Under the sun, there is a man with long hair as thick as seaweed, slightly curly black hair, eyes like sea water, very white skin, ivory color, and the whole person looks lazy and light.

Walking in the garden, the little girl put the freshly cut flowers to her nose, took a deep breath, and an intoxicated expression appeared on her face, which was even more breathtakingly beautiful. And the flower actually appeared in front of her pretty face.

It seems more brilliant.

She would also often sit under the eaves.

Her little feet were dangling in the air, which felt very comfortable.

His braided head was leaning on his right shoulder.

Her big, watery eyes winked mischievously towards Yang Liu and the others, and her nose was slightly upturned, showing a mischievous look.

There are also many evenings when the sun slips down the mountain with a blushing face.

Night has fallen.

I don't know when the moon appeared in the sky like a shiny mica stone, its bright moonlight scattered.

It becomes like the gauze scarf Yang Yiyi often puts on at night.

So cute!

It flies through the clouds like a shuttle, watching people lovingly. On the road next to the village, the street lamp flashes its orange light, guiding people the way at night.

Various cars speeded by on the road, blowing up a cloud of dust behind them.

The car flashed its front lights, which seemed brighter than anything else.

Like a shining star, the light is reflected on the blue-glow glass opposite, making it even more shining.

Like Yangliu and others, Yanan also likes to enjoy the shade.

He always moved a small stool and sat next to Yangliu and the others.

And he treats Yangliu very intimately.

This makes Yang Yiyi very envious.

But Yangliu couldn't explain the reason for this natural feeling of intimacy.
Chapter completed!