After eating and drinking, Lao Sun... No, Long Xiaoqi put his daughter on his neck and ran out to play. He rested these two days and did nothing, and he spent the holiday with his daughter.

"Let's go, dad will take you to the night market and tomorrow you will take you to the playground." Long Xiaoqi bit his cigarette and said to his daughter: "I haven't worked these two days, and I won't go out to brag with others. I'll play with my princess, haha."

"Dad, I don't want to go to the night market, I want to sleep." Xiao Luoshui, who had a full meal, looked listless and pale.

"You can't go to bed so early. If you sleep so much every day, what if you don't get up?" Long Xiaoqi grinned and said, "Dad still expects you to settle the score for me, hehe."

"Dad, but I'm really sleepy now." Xiao Luoshui said with his head down: "It's still a little cold."

"Okay, okay, let's not go to the night market anymore, go home to sleep! Hahaha..."

Long Xiaoqi, who had just brought his daughter out, went back again. He carefully put his sleeping daughter into the quilt and stuffed two hot water bags into it to warm his cold daughter.

Looking at Xiao Luoshui who was asleep, the smile on Long Xiaoqi's face disappeared, and instead was anxiety. He slowly walked out of his daughter's room, sat on the threshold and stared at the rags all over the yard, smoking cigarettes, and raising his head to drink cheap white wine.

"Well... this is a fetal disease." Zhao Ying sat next to Long Xiaoqi and said softly: "It's good to survive. Don't think too much, at least we're living a good life now."

"Yes, I'm living a good life." Long Xiaoqi pointed to the rags in the yard and said to himself: "Every morning, I get up at five o'clock every morning and collect the rags all over the streets, and ride a rag tricycle... Haha, I'm living a good life, this is a good life? Our daughter was originally a princess, but what is it now? The daughter of the King of Drags! Every time I see Luo Shui in pain, I want to kill Japan to kill the Hattori family cleanly, and then peel off Gui Hanzang's skin! Very good. If Luo Shui is good, I'll be happy even if I live this kind of life for the rest of my life, but the problem is our daughter..."

Long Xiaoqi took a big sip of wine, and hatred and pain radiated in his eyes. Three years ago, when he left with his wife and children on his back, he firmly believed that both his wife and daughter could live, and he was paranoid that there would be miracles in this world. As long as they were not separated, no one could separate them.

There is a miracle, but it is true that the seven-month-old premature baby was judged to be unable to survive, but Long Xiaoqi forced her to put her daughter in her chest and warmed her heart for half a year to make her survive. Is this a miracle? It's a miracle. Maybe Xiao Luoshui knew how her father loved her and insisted on not dying.

But my daughter was born sick, and it was in the fetus. Inoue's kick eventually hurt Xiao Luoshui. Even if she survived firmly, it was painful to live. My daughter was afraid of cold, had lung injuries, and even had problems with her heart, liver, and spleen. She looked like a good child, but the child was sick all over and almost died several times, but her life was so hard that it made people jealous. But how many times could it be hard? I don't know, no one knows!

"Tell me, how many years can my daughter live?" Long Xiaoqi turned his head and stared at Zhao Ying's eyes and said, "Why can't I let my daughter live like a princess? Why should I stay here and be a rag king? You were once a strong man, you can settle down and even enjoy the life of ordinary people, but I can't. Can I only give you this kind of life? Can I only give my daughter this kind of life? Hahaha..."

Three years ago, Long Xiaoqi had despair and hope coexist, but three years later, he was unwilling and not at all. He shouldn't have become like this. His daughter should have lived a princess-like life, and his wife should have lived a queen-like life. This is not a matter of money, but a matter of dignity. He wants to make a comeback, he wants to declare war on Gui Hanzo, and he wants to take back all the lost!

The person I loved the most was almost destroyed. It has been three years, and Long Xiaoqi has been holding it in for three years. He is a man, either kneeling down on the ground and crawling, or standing straight through the thunder and clouds.

"Well... I always understand you." Zhao Ying gently hugged Long Xiaoqi's arm and smiled: "Fortunately we are not dead, but fortunately we have lived to this day. Xiaoqi, I know your daily depression, otherwise you wouldn't brag with others all day long. Haha, it's not bragging, you are just recalling the past. Over the past three years, I know how much you love us and can love us with your life. I am very content and satisfied, so..."

"So fart!" Long Xiaoqi glared at Zhao Ying and said, "Life is just like this. It's great. I'm just talking. What's wrong? Don't let anyone talk about it? I'm afraid that there will be no one to talk about it in the future. Compared to those things, I still think that my wife and children are the most important. I can let go of hatred, because my wife and daughter need me. Don't talk about so many useless things, go and do it once!"

Long Xiaoqi grinned and picked Zhao Ying up and walked towards the bedroom. He agreed that he had to work hard to complete it, otherwise he would be a useless coward. He had to be a human being, and he had to be a man even more so, ten thousand times, and he could not miss it once!

The bed crunched and lasted for nearly an hour. After half an hour, the bed crunched again, this time lasted for nearly two hours. The process was accompanied by heavy breathing and Zhao Ying's unbearable screams.

At the next door, the wife listened to the noise here and kicked the sleeping man off the bed.

"What's wrong, what's the nerve?" the man said angrily.

"What nerves? Listen to the old Sun family next door. Did you calm down all night? Look at you again? I said I'm crazy, you have to be a bit manly!" The woman looked contemptuous.

"Aren't I tired?" The man instantly showed a flattering expression and said, "Wife, do you think everyone is like the other person's grandson? I..."

"Come up!" The woman called the order.

"Oh...that...ah..."

The man climbed up helplessly and shook his wife with a hard time, holding her soft body, for a few minutes.

"Get out!" The woman was furious.

"Bang!"

The man was kicked off the bed again, looking confused. He wondered, why is Lao Sun next door so strong? He makes a mess every day, don’t he feel tired of it?

She doesn't bother with it, and she doesn't bother with it at all. Long Xiaoqi plans to fight until dawn. Unfortunately, Zhao Ying's body does not allow it, so she has to give up. How can she feel tired of loving her? How can a woman who has to be protected even if she is more than ten knives? Love is not boring. Love under the test of life and death will only become deeper and deeper, so deeper that I am you, you are me.
Chapter completed!