Chapter 104th I'm sorry, I was wrong

Back home, three people sat around the table, a dim kerosene lamp swaying in the air, the atmosphere was very dull.

Little black charcoal was sitting opposite me, lowering her head, keeping her small hands in her arms, completely covering herself with the hair color of the dry mercury. In order to express her seriousness, she did not put her in her arms this time. , Although I really want to.

"Little black charcoal."

After a moment, I took a deep breath and finally broke this repressive atmosphere. As my voice sounded, the small black charcoal body shivered violently, like some shock and anger, it began to shrink and tremble. stand up.

As a result, Jeluka glared over and seemed to be saying that you are all bad, look, scared little black charcoal, how pitiful.

I blinked innocently, can this also blame me? I just called her calmly.

The serious atmosphere that was finally created was almost suspended because of the too timid reaction of small black charcoal. However, in this kind of thing, I am not so easy to give up. This is for the sake of small black charcoal. Little black charcoal is happy, and it is absolutely impossible to end with a half-trick at this time.

"Little black charcoal, I need to talk to you today."

Ignoring Jeluka's staring attack and the pitiful appearance of the little black charcoal, I continued the discussion toughly. Today, I, Druid Wu Fan, are going to be the first time, perhaps the last time in this life. An unprecedented major decision, that is-incarnate into a stern father.

The small black charcoal head is lower and lower, even her thin and fuzzy shadow created by the dim light can see that the pitiful body is shaking steadily, just like the little white exposed under the tiger's teeth Like a rabbit, people can't help but urge Wusong to fight tigers-at least the sinister breath from Jieluka next to me gave me this feeling.

Unmoved... Unmoved, I retracted my trembling feet under my butt, coughed a few times, and looked straight.

"I seem to have told you yesterday, don't go to mine and do the hard work again. Tell yourself what you are doing today? What do you look like now."

I looked at the little black charcoal distressedly. There were scars all over her body. The clothes she had just changed last night had been cut by sharp stones during the climbing process, and she became a beggar costume and thin arms and legs. The chest, abdomen, and even the face are covered with small and large marks that have been scratched by stones, but these scars are not worth mentioning compared to the worn blood and palms.

It’s of course the palm injury, don’t believe it, you can try to climb the thousand-meter-high mountain with your own hands and see what your palm will look like. As for the scratches on your feet, it’s down the mountain. Caused by the time, although it looks cool like skiing, but there is no doubt that it has been wiped down, not to mention the flesh and blood, even if it is put on a pair of iron boots, I am afraid that it will be wiped off. .

When I first came back, Jieluka and I had dealt with the wounds on the palms and soles of the hands, and the blood and flesh were blurred. It was hardly a human-like degree of wear. I was almost shocked by Jieluka. Such serious wounds, broken limbs, and corpses are commonplace for us adventurers, but now the owner of the wound is his own baby daughter. Is this the same?

Almost in a state of panting and breathlessness, she helped the small black charcoal to treat the wounds on her hands and feet. Now, her palms and soles are tightly wrapped with a thick cloth, wrapped around and around, look It looks like a bunch of dumplings. Imagine it for a while, but it can’t be seen as those cute little loli with puppet cat claws, but whenever I think about the scene I saw when I dealt with the wound, I feel pain. I am so sorry that I can't go to the house anymore.

"I……"

From the small black charcoal, a weak trembling voice was emitted.

"Don't lie to Mom and Dad, how did you come about because of your injury? Didn't you ever think about how much Mom and Dad worried about you?"

I increased my tone a bit, and when it comes to this, even Jeluka next to him is silent, and I'm not going to help Little Black Charcoal.

"me……"

Little Black Charcoal didn't know whether it was nervous or guilty. I was stammering, and I couldn't keep my voice low, and finally brought a slight cry.

"I...I went to the opposite...Aris Mountain..."

Just when we couldn't bear to see the pitiful look of Little Black Charcoal, she still took a breath and whispered the words out.

Mount Aris... Probably the name of the mountain.

"Do you know how far there is?" I took a breath and asked as indifferently as possible.

"Um..." Nodded, nodded.

"Do you know how dangerous it is along the way?"

"Um... woo~~" Nodded, nodded, and could not hide the crying.

"Have you climbed up?" My eyes fell on the hands and feet of Little Black Charcoal.

"Woo~~" nodded completely crying.

"But...but..."

Sucking his nose and wiping his eyes, the little black charcoal said diligently, using his two hands wrapped in cloth strips, he took out the three iron wattles hidden in his arms.

"But...this...can...can sell a lot of money...so..."

He lifted his head slightly, and said in a slightly calm tone, it seemed to him that with these few wattle flowers, it would make us angry.

Is this what made little black charcoal climb up there?

Looking at the three iron wattle flowers in front of me, I almost wanted to laugh, and at the same time there was an urge to crush these flowers into smashes.

I didn’t have to go through a few burnt-out flowers, and even dared to let my baby girl... make my baby girl look like this, even if it was a broken piece, cut off the petals and smashed it, even the grass It is difficult to eliminate this anger by shoveling and crushing the Aris Mountain.

But...it can't be like this, because it was picked up by the small black charcoal personally, because at Shandingshan, the small black charcoal talked to them like a friend.

I stood up silently, grabbing the three iron wattles in my hand.

Jie Luka suddenly grabbed my clothes corner under the table, looked up at me, bit her lip, shook her head slightly, her eyes showing helplessness, and seemed to beg me not to be impulsive.

Really, does this silly maid think I will ignore the feelings of little black charcoal? No, I wouldn’t do it. Don’t look down on me too much. Maybe I’m a fool. Maybe I’m reckless and impulsive. I only use my brain for a while and often cause trouble for everyone, but... but even so, I But...but...

Don’t underestimate me, jerk, but I’m the daughter of the world’s invincible universe.

Touching Jieluka's head, she took her hand away from the corner of the dress without any resistance. Jieluka was shocked and shocked by the courage that I exhaled in a moment.

Huh, stupid human...No, stupid elf, have you seen it? This is the terrible coercion of daughter control + dad halo, and how can it wait for the juniors.

Some proudly pushed the frame out of the illusion on the bridge of the nose, and I turned to leave, the dull gaze that still did not respond to Jieluka, and the small black charcoal full of doubts and timid eyes, left the cave and disappeared into the night. .

A moment later, when I came back, I already had a concave flower pot dug out of a stone filled with soil, and three iron wattle flowers had been planted on it.

Introduce Wu Fan's common sense of planting flowers-when you make flower pots, don't forget to open a few small holes at the bottom of the flower pots.

Little black charcoal's gaze changed from doubt to dullness, and he didn't understand why I had to plant these wattle flowers for sale.

Where should it be? Here? The most prominent corner, but is it really okay? Being able to sell a lot of money means making people coveted.

After thinking for a while, I still put the flower pot made of stone in an obscure corner, and then waved at the small black charcoal.

"Little black charcoal, come here, I have something to tell you."

It was probably shocked by my strange behavior. Little Black Charcoal's movements were a bit hesitant, but he didn't dare to resist at all, cringed and walked down with his head down.

"Huh...wow"

In the exclamation of Xiaoheitan, I hugged her and put it on my lap and sat down. Xiaohei thought what I was going to do. After all, the expression just now was so terrible. She was terrified and dead. Pressing his eyes, his hands protecting his head, a posture prepared for beating.

"Little black charcoal, open your eyes and look."

I couldn't help crying and rubbing it on her head. This action made her head shrink again, terrified.

Without being subjected to the expected scolding, Xiao Hei squinted slowly and slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the three iron wattle flowers before her.

In her sight, I pointed my fingers at these three flowers, two of which were left and right.

"This is Dad, this is Mom, then."

The finger fell on the small wattle flower in the middle: "This is our little black charcoal."

The little black charcoal in his arms looked up and looked at me with stunned eyes.

"From now on, these three flowers represent our family, so I will give Xiaohei charcoal a very important task, take good care of these three flowers, and let them live healthy and happy. , Just like our future lives, little black charcoal, can you do it?"

With his head down, his chin rubbed gently on the cheek of the little black charcoal. I looked at the little black charcoal tenderly and asked.

Little Black Charcoal still opened his mouth wide and looked at me blankly, as if he saw something incredible. The pair of big eyes that had originally been squinted into a gap also opened a little, revealing a little beautiful color from inside.

"Why, I can’t do it. Explain in advance that this has a very important meaning for my dad. Therefore, the little black charcoal must help his dad take care of it. As long as the little black charcoal takes care of these flowers, it’s OK. Promise Dad? Pull the hook."

I extended my finger, smiled and shook in front of Xiaoheitan. The soft and focused eyes fell on the thin face, expecting those squinting eyes to open wider and reveal more beauty.

Little Black Charcoal still looked at me blankly. For me, my movements seemed to go unheeded. The body in my arms was stiff and motionless, leaving only the slightly open lips trembling.

For a long time, she suddenly lowered her head quickly, as if to hide the expression on her face, lowered her head deeply, buried her head in her chest, then nodded, held out her hand... only to find that she had been wrapped into a dumpling , I can't hook my finger at all.

"Ooo...Ooooo..."

The intermittent sobbing sound came from my arms, one drop, two drops, and a warm feeling came from my knees. It was a wet drop of water that fell from the cheeks of small black charcoal.

"You... what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, I haven't encountered such a situation at all. I couldn't help panicking. Why should I cry suddenly? Is it because I can't hook with myself so I cry sadly?

Completely at a loss, because I didn't understand why little black charcoal was crying.

Little black charcoal: "..."

Say... did you say something? In a hurry, I seemed to hear a murmur from the little black charcoal with my head down.

"I'm sorry..."

Finally, I heard clearly, and Xiaohei was apologizing. At this moment, I felt warmth in my heart, and I couldn't help but gently stroked Xiaohei's head.

"I'm sorry." Little black charcoal choked a whisper, more and more clear, tears kept dropping, and my knees were completely wet.

"Sorry...daddy...mother...I was wrong."

In a sweet whisper, slowly with a deep confession and self-blame, the little black charcoal suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged my neck tightly, choked with a cry, trying to suppress his crying, listening It is distressing and uncomfortable.

It's like... She was the first to contact me.

I was pleasantly surprised for a while, but I just felt old and happy, patting little black charcoal constantly, holding her tightly in my arms.

If you want to cry, cry enough in my arms, cry out all the wrongs over the years.

"Sorry...I was wrong...Sorry..."

Little black charcoal buried in my arms, just an apology, a very strong voice came out of my arms, with an illusory feeling, which made people care.

"It's... it doesn't matter, but I didn't make it clear. The fault is that Dad, there is no need to apologize."

I kept stroking the small black charcoal's head, comforting and coaxing.

"Sorry...sorry...I was wrong..."

Little Black Charcoal was persistent, very stubbornly apologizing, and made me feel the perseverance and perseverance she had exercised in the struggle to survive in the past few years.

"It's really a fool's father and daughter."

Jeluka's soft sigh came from behind. Without waiting for me to react, she was already hugged from behind, with the little black charcoal in her arms.

Such a scene, if viewed from the perspective of a third party, looks like a family embracing together, which makes people feel a little warm.

"His Royal Highness, what a fool."

Biting my ear intimately from the back, the maid of yellow sect said something unpleasant, his slender hands clasped tighter, and a full breast with softness and elasticity, pressed against my back with a tight and seamless distance , Showing a deformation that makes a man slamming his heart, and the slight discomfort in his mind because he was said to be a fool, as if the feeling of fouling from the back was absorbed and became chaotic.

Really, this guy will use some foul means to make people angry and useless.

I was quite unwilling to be so tame, murmured, and finally yielded to holding the small black charcoal, and then protested rubbing the face of Jie Luka protruding from the shoulder, immersed in this warmth In the atmosphere.

"Sorry...I was wrong..."

Little black charcoal was still murmuring, and his voice didn't gradually decrease until he was exhausted, but even in his sleep, it seemed to still murmur like this, murmuring...

"The most critical question has not been asked yet?" I was agitated, and then sighed regretfully.

"It's okay, don't we have much time?" Jeluka, who was behind him, continued to fiddle with my ears with warm lips and said.

Um... what it said makes sense.

My face softened gradually and nodded.

This night, we put small black charcoal in the middle and slept soundly.

When I opened my eyes early the next morning, I found that the little black charcoal sleeping in the middle was no longer there. I looked around the house and immediately found her figure.

The little guy was squatting next to the flower pot, staring attentively at the three flowers and watering them. It seemed that he did listen to what I said yesterday.

I nodded happily and got up to see this scene of Jeluka, also showing a soft look.

Walking lightly from behind, squatting down, holding the little black charcoal in her arms, she was just startled, turned her head back, raised her chin slightly, and fell on my face full of curiosity, the first time , And did not flinch from this intimate contact.

"Obe, little black charcoal is taking care of them very carefully." I gently stroked the small black charcoal's head with a commendation and laughed.

"Ok."

Take your head a little heavier and look back at the little black charcoal, turning your attention back to the flowers~lightnovelpub.net~ The eyes have become serious and serious, as if you are doing something important about the demise of the dark continent.

"Oh, little black charcoal, dad wants to ask little black charcoal a question, okay?"

When I said this, I was making Morgan pie on the side, and I was putting Jieluka in the Morgan powder in the water forget pot, and I also focused my attention on it. Shrugs in the dark, it seems that the pot of Morgan powder can only try to innovate to see if it can make Morgan porridge.

"Father and mother don't understand. Why... why is it so desperate? So obviously we have returned and we can let the little black charcoal live an ordinary life. Why should we be so desperate to worry our parents? "Can Little Black Charcoal tell Dad?"

The soft tone flowed through the small black charcoal ears, as if it was a warm wind blowing from the equator, but for the small black charcoal, it was no less than a Siberian cold, her thin body, again in I tremble in my arms...

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