The buns that were eaten suddenly turned into heavy stones, blocked in the stomach, and blocked in the mouth.

Jing Yanting was stiff there, and even the body was petrified, and it was motionless.

Jingli sat down directly opposite him, turned his head and shouted at the boss: "Trouble you, want two buns, a bowl of soy milk."

The boss quickly sent the things she wanted, but after seeing the situation here, slightly hesitated to speak to Jingli: "Girl, should I find a place to sit for you?

? Spread there. "

After speaking, the boss lady glanced at the person sitting opposite her.

Although the consumption level of this block has always been not high, all types of people have it, but they do not repair the border. They are wearing such a mud and stains in the morning, which is almost the same as a stray man.

And this beautiful girl in front of her is willing to fight with such a person?

"It's okay." Jingli said, "I just sit here, thank you."

Seeing this, the boss didn't say anything, and put down the things in his hand and turned back to the stove.

Jingli stirred the soymilk in front of him, took a sip, and suddenly burned his tongue.

She "hissing" and picked up the bun in front of her, and felt a little hot, but she was still reluctant to let go of it.

While biting the half bun in her right hand, she handed the bun on the left hand out.

"I can only eat one and a half buns of such a size, and the other half can't be eaten. But I don't worry at all, because my dad will help me eat it."

She looked down, biting the bun in her hand silently, and the hand she handed in was always hanging in the air.

I do n’t know how long, the hand she extended was finally held gently, and then the person on the opposite side finally took the half bun in her hand.

However, when Jingli looked up, the person on the opposite side still lowered her head, pinched her half of her buns with one hand, covered her face with the other hand, without making a sound, but the shoulders couldn't control the tremor.

Jingli stunned for a moment, and finally stood up slowly, walking to the opposite side, sitting next to him.

When it was so close, she finally heard the sound he made, very low, and whimpered like a hoss.

He was crying.

The father who was like a high -sides in her mind, the father who had always been smiling and touched her head. Now he uses the calligraphy that is covered with calluses.

Help, cry in whispering.

Jingli couldn't help it anymore. While reaching out to hug the people in front of him, tears couldn't stop crying, "Dad, dad ... I finally waited for you to go home, dad ..."

For a while, everyone in the store looked at this side, watching the pair of father and daughter with a great contrast, all shocked.

Outside the small shop door, Huo Qiran always sat in the car on the street and watched the scene in the shop, and after all, he still had red eyes.

After a long time, Jingli finally helped Jing Yanting, who was crying more than crying from the small shop.

The tall man was holding his body, crying so much, Jingli red eyes, and worked hard to take him forward.

When Huo Qiran wanted to get out of the car to help, Jingli shook his head at him, and then accompanied Jing Yanting into the small hotel.

The dilapidated small hotel, the room is forced and dark, and the crumbling windows cannot be opened at all. The location of the bed can only accommodate one person.

Jingli glanced at the situation in the room, forced her tears, helped Jing Yanting sitting down by the bed, and turned to wipe his face when he wanted to twist his towels, but found that there was no hot water at all.

Only hot water bottle.

Jingli has almost never seen such things since childhood, but she still has a little warm hot water everywhere, soaked with a wet towel, and then took a towel to Jingyan Ting. "Dad, you wipe

Face……"

Jing Yanting still covered her face without picking up.

She opened the towel herself, carefully wiped the tears on his hand, and the rest of the face exposed.

After a long time, I finally heard Jing Yanting's rough and dumb voice: "You shouldn't come ... you shouldn't come ..."

"I must come, I have to come ..." Jingli answered softly.

The father and daughter sat silently for a long time, and Jingli finally stood up again, saying, "Dad, stay in another place, the hotel I used to stay before, the environment is not bad, the price is not expensive ..."

Speaking of her, she was about to get up to pack him up, but just after taking a piece of clothes next to the pillow, she saw a large bag of medicine covered under the clothes.

There are many types of medicinal pockets, and there are many types of pockets. There are many boxes of each one. I don't know what it is to treat. It is shocking to see people.
Chapter completed!