Jiang Jing raised her head, with tears hanging on her eyelashes, "Well, Wangcai wanted to bully it, but I drove it away." She nodded vigorously.
"Get it!" Ding Kui flicked his toes, and the black panther flew out.
It was because he didn't use any force that Wangcai turned over in the air, landed firmly on the ground, trotted away, and then lay down at his feet.
"Father, I will teach Wangcai a hard lesson for you." He raised his foot and stepped on the black panther's back.
"No, no, no, Wangcai is good and obedient." Jiang Jing became anxious.
She is not only accompanied by Jingbao, but also Wangcai, who has been with her for a longer time. If she were forced to rank, Wangcai would definitely be ranked before Jingbao.
Ding Kui had no real intention to teach the black panther a lesson, so he said, "Well, for your sake, I'll spare it this time." He stroked the black panther's back with his foot before taking it back.
Wangcai showed a contented look.
It can sense that its owner has no ill intentions at all.
"But, but, Jingbao is no longer here." Jiang Jing's nose felt sore and tears flowed down her face.
"Have you ever heard of the Eternal Temple? Your grandma will help you take care of it..."
Ding Kui told his daughter about the folk legend of the Eternal Temple, and also added thoughts about his mother.
"Why is grandma in the Eternal Temple?"
"What does grandma look like?"
"Does grandma know Jingbao?"
"..."
Jiang Jing's curiosity was aroused, and he asked questions from time to time, gradually forming a vague concept of the Eternal Temple.
The Eternal Temple is a belief held by ordinary people in the Shenyuan world, and they all hope that their souls can enter there after death.
Four-year-old Jiang Jing has no rebellious mentality yet. His father's words are the truth and he has no doubts at all.
Slowly, she felt less uncomfortable and her tears decreased significantly.
"Does Jingbao like a crybaby Jingjing?" Ding Kui then remembered that he had a handkerchief in his pocket and took it out to wipe his daughter's face.
He is used to cleaning techniques and is not used to things used by ordinary people.
Jiang Jing thought about it seriously and replied: "No, Jing Bao likes to make me laugh."
"Yes, you should be happy. Jingbao is also happy to know about it." Ding Kui didn't have many ways to coax his daughter, he only remembered some common routines.
Although there were some elderly people in the family, they were all accustomed to dogmatic education. Long Yan even taught her daughter in the same way as the head of the family, which could not appease the little girl's fragile heart. As a result, Jiang Jing cried and called for her father, so she had no choice but to hurriedly summon her.
Ding Kui.
"Dad is better than mother." Jiang Jing was a little afraid of the stern Long Yan.
"Don't say that." Ding Kui patted his daughter's butt gently, "Father loves you as much as mother does, but you are my mother's heartthrob."
"She, she, is so fierce." Jiang Jing looked aggrieved.
"Haha, your mother is stupid, should a smart child like you understand her?" Ding Kui pinched his daughter's chin.
"Oh." Jiang Jing thought thoughtfully.
"If you love your mother, you have to love everything about her! People are not perfect, and they will always have shortcomings. Tolerating other people's shortcomings will take you a lifetime to learn." Ding Kui didn't care whether his daughter understood or not, so he poured more into her in advance.
Children have very strong receptive abilities and can remember things clearly even if they don’t understand them.
"No! Daddy has no shortcomings." Jiang Jing's tone was very proud.
"Nonsense, hahaha!" Ding Kui was amused by his daughter, "Daddy doesn't have time to spend with you. This is the biggest shortcoming."
Jiang Jing bit her lip, looked into her father's eyes and said, "Dad, please take me with you. I will go wherever you go."
Ding Kui was silent, stood up with his daughter in his arms, and walked out of the room.
"You are a descendant of the Lord Protector. Even if you may be adopted into the Jiang family in the future, you must firmly remember the ancestral precepts of the Ding family. It is your natural responsibility to protect the kingdom!"
He lifted his daughter up and hugged her.
"But you are still young now, and your father cannot take you to the battlefield. As the eldest daughter, you should take care of the house for your father and set a good example for your younger brother."
He couldn't bear it but had to instill in his daughter the ancestral precepts of protecting the country. This was the responsibility of the family, the responsibility of blood circulation, and the responsibility of the kingdom to support.
"Oh." Jiang Jing could understand every word, but he didn't understand the meaning. In order to please his father, he pretended to understand.
"Well, the teacher I found for you is not at home, which seems to have some influence. Grandpa Kun can't take care of you like he takes me, right!" Ding Kui stopped and asked, "Where is your Aunt Apple?"
"Master." Ding Kun appeared out of nowhere.
Ding Kui nodded.
"Miss Lu is in Nanjing now." Ding Kun came to answer the question.
"Well, she used to be the king of children. I can't waste her skills and ask her to come back and help me take care of the children." Ding Kui thought of his childhood playmate.
"What about Jingbao?" Ding Kun suspected that there was something fishy about Cao Nima's death, so he reminded him.
"Is there a problem?"
"Old slave, I feel something is wrong. We often see grass and mud horses in our hometown, but I have never seen one die like this. It doesn't look like a normal death." Ding Kun is familiar with this specialty of Pingzhong County.
"Check it out!" Ding Kui thought of his daughter's presence and swallowed the harsh words that followed.
"I have something to ask the eldest lady." Ding Kun looked at Jiang Jing.
"Stop annoying her and think of other ways." Ding Kui didn't want his daughter to bring back bad memories.
Ding Kun said helplessly: "I obey. Master, please don't spoil the young lady too much." He was the only servant in the family who dared to say this.
Jiang Jing made a face at Ding Kun.
"Jingjing is still very sensible, so it doesn't matter." Ding Kui decided to transform into a doting girl.
He knew what Ding Kun meant. When he was young, his old housekeeper taught him the family rules. Jiang Jing refused to listen to Long Yan, which caused Ding Kui to return home during the war. According to the family rules, Jiang Jing was severely punished.
Jiang Jing broke down in tears and smiled, her little hands still holding onto her father's clothes tightly.
At this time, Long Yan came in with a plate of snacks and fruits, and said as she walked, "Jingjing must be hungry."
Jiang Jing kept crying last night and didn't even eat dinner. She only drank a little water after getting up this morning. I don't know if she ate something secretly, but no one saw her.
"I want daddy to feed me." She raised one hand and shook it, looking at her mother with a timid look in her eyes.
Long Yan was a little embarrassed.
"I just said that you are sensible and be good!" Ding Kui put down his daughter, "If you don't follow the etiquette when eating, you will be punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall. Go and have something to eat with your mother."
Jiang Jing reluctantly held Long Yan's hand and walked back to her room with three steps.
"The old slave has ordered the whole family to keep silent and not to spread the news about your return."
Ding Kui turned his head and said: "Find a death row prisoner and kill him with a stick in front of the door. He will say that he did not care about Wangcai and ended up biting Jingbao to death. In addition, we will strictly check the outsiders in the city. I don't want anything to happen to Jingjing again."
Ding Kun was keenly aware of a strong murderous aura and took a greedy sip.
"Even if I die, I will still protect my wife and young lady."
"Leave the matter to the Security Bureau. You can just stay at home. Well, I'll go to the forbidden area to have a look."