Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

He Junfeng listened to Su Haitang's complaints like a running account, and finally the blunt resentment and disappointment, suddenly he was a little dumbfounded.

"I, I don't know."

"Okay, there is no need to burn the fire." Su Haitang beat two eggs, stirred evenly and slowly sprinkled them into the boiling soup pot, forming two beautiful circles of egg flowers.

She sprinkled green onions, added some salt, and found a large thick porcelain bowl for soup.

In the clear soup, there are red tomatoes, yellow frangipani like frangipani, and green white onion. The color is bright and the aroma is tangy.

Su Haitang washed the cutting board and mixed a white sugar tomato.

He Junfeng stood bewildered and suddenly felt that he was particularly in the way and redundant in this small stove.

His eyes moved with Su Haitang's figure, and he was shocked to discover that under her loose, old patched clothes, she was much thinner than he thought!

"Sorry, what I said before was a bit heavy."

He Junfeng's words were low, and his gentle and elegant face was stained with sadness.

"Since the day the child was lost eighteen years ago, Fangqiong has fallen ill. She cried and broke her eyes during the confinement period. She cried and bleeds as soon as the tears ran out."

"I kept comforting her, asking her to be stronger, encouraging her to say that we will definitely find the child, and comforting her that our child is so cute, even if it is not with us, he will live well, no one can bear to bully she."

His voice was a little dry, and it sounded a little sarcasm.

"The same thing is said over and over again, one said is eighteen years, in order to make her believe, I must first believe it, and hypnotize myself thoroughly."

He sighed and looked at her in a daze.

"If you don't say that, she can't survive. But now she has reached her limit."

"You don't understand how hard we have been looking for you over the years, how much disappointment we have experienced, and we are almost desperate. But looking at Fang Qiong's exhausted but gritted teeth, we can only cheer up and continue to look for Go down."

"She is a good mother and loves you more than my father."

He Junfeng's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and after the warmth he appeared a little cold.

"You're right, this anonymous letter appeared too weird. But you don't understand. When Fang Qiong was notified of the next critical illness twice in a row, that letter was a life-saving medicine!"

"I can't imagine her perseverance, insisting on not letting go to sleep, and eagerly looking forward to seeing you."

"She is my wife. We had a short sweet time after we got married, but after that it was extremely long despair and suffering."

He Junfeng analyzed himself without reservation, showing weakness and sincerity.

"You are right. I have not raised my daughter for a day. I don't have much affection. It is more of a responsibility, an urgent hope that she can bring transformation to my family."

"Even, there is a bit of complaint."

He said this sentence a bit difficult, but he still said it plainly.

He Junfeng met Su Haitang's surprised eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his face with a wry smile, and concealedly wiped the wetness from his eyes.

"I understand that my daughter is innocent, and losing you is our incompetence as parents."

"But I have been looking for you for eighteen years, and the family is not a family. My wife is like a dead body and cannot afford to be sick. But I have to endure sadness, patiently comfort her, and say things I don't believe, and occasionally I will be too tired to complain. you."

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, showing an ugly smile.

"Especially when I searched for it according to the picture, I found that you and the daughter I described for eighteen years are not at all similar. I was a little uncomfortable and couldn't turn the corner right away."

"I thought you were badly taught by them."