Yang Zimei stayed in this building for a whole day, but could not find any trace of the master and the black cat, so he had to go home to prepare for returning to school tomorrow.
She knew that this was probably because the master was deliberately avoiding her, including Xiao Hei.
She returned home depressed, and her father Yang Qing was waiting in the house.
"Niuniu, why did it take you so long to come back?"
Yang Qing saw that she looked depressed, as if she was worried, so he asked with concern, "Did something happen? Talk to dad."
"Dad, I seemed to have seen Master just now, but he seemed to be avoiding me."
Yang Zimei saw her father and said aggrievedly, "I've been looking for him everywhere, but I don't understand why he is avoiding me like this. Dad, have I done something wrong?"
It's been a long time since Yang Qing saw his daughter showing such a dazed and coquettish attitude of a little daughter.
Ever since Yang Zimei worshiped Yuqing as his master, he has always behaved differently from ordinary children, looking mature and calm.
Now, she actually blinked blankly and spoke to him with an aggrieved tone, which made his heart excited.
He reached out and touched her hair and said comfortingly, "Niuniu, don't be sad. Maybe Taoist Priest Yuqing has the reason why he avoids you. When he wants to see you, he will naturally appear."
"Will it really happen?"
Yang Zimei clearly knew that his father's words were words of comfort, but he still hoped to prove that it was true, hoping that one day it would happen.
"Well, it will definitely appear. The Taoist Master loves you more than I do, and he will definitely not abandon you."
Yang Qing nodded.
Yang Zimei looked at his father in front of him.
Indeed, excluding the blood relationship, Master was the person who loved her the most and gave her a second life, something that even her parents had never done.
If one day, God asked her to choose someone between her master and her father, she might choose her master.
It's not that she doesn't miss her parents, but her master is closer than her parents and has done more for her.
"Niuniu, I've made some food and I'm just waiting for you to come over and eat it."
Grandma Zeng Hui appeared.
After not seeing grandma for more than half a month, Yang Zimei noticed that she seemed to have changed a bit.
Her eyes, which were originally like a pool of stagnant water, seem to have been injected with some vitality. Her hair is neatly styled, and her clothes seem to be tasteful. She is wearing a set of accessories she made with ice-type red jade, which no longer looks like what an old lady on the street wears.
That way.
From this point of view, she really has the temperament of a lady.
"grandmother--"
Yang Zimei left her father behind and hugged her grandma, "I miss you so much."
"Girl, if you miss grandma so much, why are you reluctant to come back and take a look at grandma after more than half a month?"
Grandma's mouth was scolding, but her eyes were full of love.
"Grandma, you have become more beautiful and elegant."
Yang Zimei bit her grandmother's ear and whispered, "You are indeed worthy of being the richest daughter in the capital."
Grandma's face turned slightly red, and her eyes were a little wandering. Perhaps her thoughts were returning to the era when white clothes were fluttering. She was dressed in plain clothes, walking around the roots of the imperial city, and was loved by thousands of people.
However, it was soon replaced by another dark memory fragment, which evoked the deepest pain in her heart.
His eyes darkened, his newly trimmed eyebrows slightly twisted, and the hand holding Yang Zimei relaxed.
Yang Zimei also felt something strange about her grandma. He looked up and saw a hint of pain in her eyes, and his heart twitched.