"Is it good?" Chen Dingshan shaved his daughter's face, "You are so focused, why can you still understand?"

Shen Qingci just smiled with a cracked mouth. His small face, small eyes, and small hands and feet made Chen Dingshan love him so much that he wished he could give his own life to his daughter.

Although he has children, he is the most painful and guilty of this child. It is her father who is useless and has caused her to suffer so much. Every time he remembers the patched clothes his daughter wore, the firewood she carried on, and the black buns that had been bitten on the table, almost made him feel like a knife.

This is his little A Ning, the little A Ning who he vowed to love, but he is a father-in-law. Even now there are wounds of all sizes on her small hands.

He went back with his daughter in his arms. They walked along the way, not fast. He was afraid that the young children would not be able to withstand such frequent rushing, so he took her all the way while walking and stopping. Of course, he bought a lot of toys, but Shen Qingci liked the most the wave drum he bought, and he took it out and shook it. Her favorite thing was to sit alone on a small stool and shake it. He didn't know what he was thinking? Although she still didn't want to talk, she would already smile at him.

Outside, the spring is just right, and the willow trees have already been drawn, and even the branches that were originally brimming with new leaves have become green. The more they go to the capital, the warmer the sky is.

The nanny helped Shen Qingci change into a light set of clothes, and then she saw that her sister seemed to have grown a little lately. The more cute the ice and snow looked, she was very thin, and her small arms and legs seemed to be broken.

"Sister, go to bed. We will get home when we fall asleep."

The nanny coaxed Shen Qingci, then patted her shoulder gently and tucked the quilt on her body. The nanny really felt that Shen Qingci was so easy to take care of. She was very sensible and didn't like to cry. She didn't pick on anything she gave. She could eat whatever she had. She could not eat. She could sleep and get up when she got up. It was no different from a seven or eight-year-old child. Later, when she remembered the days she had lived in the past, she could only sigh inwardly.

If a child without a mother doesn’t grow up, I wonder if he can live for a long time?

They walked and stopped until it was almost summer, and then they arrived in the capital. Chen Dingshan returned from a great victory. The people in the Shen family changed their faces. They drove people so happily at that time, but now they were talking about their own difficulties one by one, saying that they had no choice. No matter how the Shen family was, they would have kept a single root.

Chen Dingshan was not showing his face, but he sneered in his heart. What is the root of the Shen family? Are they still the root of the Shen family? His parents died early. Now Mrs. Shen is only from his second uncle family in the same clan. He really thought it was his biological mother. He used the glory he brought back with his life and spent the money and food he earned with flesh and blood, but he could drive his wife and children out of his house and dominate his wife and leave it to his daughter's dowry. The Great Zhou put filial piety first. If it weren't for their family members of the same clan, how could he endure them? He would have kicked them out of the Shen family long ago. Can he still keep them in the Shen family now?

He was just afraid that his children would be told in the future.
Chapter completed!