"Father, my daughter is here to greet you!" Xie Jingya's clear and delicate voice first came into the study, and then she revealed a crystal clear face, which was even more delicate and charming when reflected on a light blue jacket and skirt.
Xie Anbang turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a pair of beautiful eyes blinking at her mischievously. The light pink shawl and light blue jacket made Xie Jingya look particularly bright and innocent. He looked at her carefully, and Xie Anbang unexpectedly
He discovered that this daughter, whom he had never paid any attention to, turned out to be pretty and charming. Although not as beautiful as Xie Jingyan, she still had her own beauty.
"Jingya, I haven't looked at you seriously for a few days, but you have become beautiful again. In the future, you will definitely be the most beautiful woman in this house!" As he said this, Xie Anbang smiled lovingly.
After hearing this, Xie Jingya also laughed, pretending to be a little shy and jokingly said: "Father, you are making fun of the little girl."
"Naughty girl!" Xie Anbang stroked her head lovingly.
Xie Jingya lowered her head, pinched the embroidery on the corners of her clothes hard with her hands, and smiled hard at the corner of her mouth, but her heart was turbulent like a wave.
Xie Jingya calmed down, then raised her head, winked and said with a smile: "Father, are you here to praise Jingya just to praise your daughter for her beauty?"
"Jingya, write a few words and show them to your father!" Xie Anbang patiently guided Xie Jingya's calligraphy without any impatience.
After Xie Jingya finished writing, she looked at Xie Anbang, "Father, how are you doing?"
Xie Anbang looked at the poem written by Xie Jingya: The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body. The seams are tight before departure, and I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever speaks the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
"I didn't expect that my daughter not only made rapid progress in calligraphy, but also started to dabble in poetry. It's not bad." Xie Anbang nodded while praising.
"Father, do you think my handwriting is good? A few days ago, Aunt Su also praised my handwriting and said that I am very smart and talented. At that time, I still didn't believe it. Today, I
I believed my father's compliment." Xie Jingya said with a proud smile.
"Your calligraphy is very clever to begin with. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely achieve success in calligraphy in the future." Xie Anbang praised without hesitation.
"As long as my father likes it, my daughter will definitely practice hard!" Xie Jingya replied with assurance.
Xie Anbang's eyes hurt, and he stroked his daughter's hair again and said lovingly: "You don't need to please your father. My father only wants you to do what you like. If you are happy, your father will be happy."
"Really?" Xie Jingya asked in disbelief.
"Of course it's true. When did my father lie to you?" Xie Anbang smiled and patted her head.
"Then my daughter likes to ride horses, but my father didn't agree to her." As she said that, she raised her mouth and pretended to be dissatisfied.
"That's all, you still remember."
"Of course, I remember everything the father said to his daughter. He is the person whom his daughter loves the most." As she spoke, her eyes shone brightly, and they became misty, like mountains and rivers shrouding them.
It reveals a different kind of beauty.
"Jingya, you are the dearest and most beloved person in my father's heart!" As he said this, he held Xie Jingya in his arms, his eyes looking away from her little body with a cold light.
When Mrs. Wang was here, he tried his best to protect and love her. Now that Mr. Wang is gone, he will still try his best to protect and love her legacy.
In Xie Anbang's heart, he hates this but has to do it!