Chapter 546: ignore

Chapter 546 Ignore

Hearing footsteps, Zhang Fu hurriedly took two steps closer to the threshold.

The threshold is not high, and you can enter with a slight lift of your legs. But Zhang Fu did not. He was afraid that his daughter would be angry, so in the end, he stopped outside the threshold.

The father and daughter are separated by the threshold, at a distance of about ten steps, their eyes are facing each other.

No one expected that the father and daughter would see each other like this.

For Huo Xi, she blamed him, resented him, and even hated him. But he is him, he is still the same person he used to be.

As for Zhang Fu, he always thought that his daughter was buried in the ancestral grave, beside her mother, and by her mother's side. But once she found out that she was still alive, she felt ecstasy, anxiety, guilt, regret, and hatred in her heart.

"囡囡..."

Huo Xi didn't respond, his body didn't move, he just stood there in the snow.

The fluttering snow fell on Huo Xi's black hair, and also on Zhang Fu's shoulders.

"Miss..." Zhang Jin said, "It's cold outside, don't freeze."

It was the first time Zhang Jin looked at his young lady so seriously. The eldest lady has grown up, like a snow lotus blooming in the cliff, graceful and graceful. His eyebrows and eyes are still the same as when he was a child, and he looks like a master.

"Uncle Jin." Huo Xi nodded to Zhang Jin.

"Hey!" The eldest miss still remembers him, and the eldest miss recognizes him! Zhang Jin turned his back excitedly, grabbed his sleeves and wiped his eyes again and again.

"Ninny..." Zhang Fu moved his feet. His daughter doesn't recognize him as a father? Don't want him as a father?

"It's cold, let's go back." Huo Xi gave him a cold look, and chased him away.

Seeing Huo Xi turn around, Zhang Fu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he stretched out his hand, trying to call her, but he couldn't open his mouth, his eyes dimmed.

"Miss!"

Zhang Jin raised his leg and chased in, but was stopped by Zhufeng and Tayue. Zhang Jin was anxious and moved his hands, but he was pushed by the two of them together, and almost fell on the snow.

Zhang Jin was stunned, and Zhang Fu was also stunned.

The Huo family, how could they invite someone with such skill?

The door is closed, and the master and servant are looking at the closed door in a daze.

Sitting on the carriage, Zhang Fu still hadn't recovered from his senses, "My niece doesn't want me as a father anymore."

"Master," Zhang Jin saw that he was depressed, and tried to comfort him.

"Master, Missy just has a grudge in her heart. I can't even imagine how she managed to survive in the market with Young Master for so many years." Zhang Jin paused.

"At the beginning, Huo's family was just an ordinary fisherman's family in the Qinhuai River. They didn't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. The whole family lived on the boat, and the eldest lady lived with the young master for many years..."

Zhang Fu's throat choked, "Tell me about my daughter again, and the Huo family..."

"yes."

Yesterday, Zhang Fu was too surprised to listen carefully to how his two children lived these years. Listening to Zhang Jin's detailed talk now, my heart is about to burst.

His Zhang family, two generations accompanied the emperor to fight everywhere, starting from Long Xunchen, but his two children couldn't even eat enough, and lived with a fisherman's family on a small boat that could not block the rain or wind. …

His daughter went to the pier to carry bags, fish and sell fish...

She was in the capital, but she refused to look for him.

Zhang Fu's throat was astringent and bitter, and he couldn't breathe.

Mr. Yang looked at her worriedly, and opened her mouth, "Xi'er, my parents have inquired about him. He is a good person. He was loved by the soldiers in the army. He didn't know about what happened back then..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Huo Erhuai, and Huo Erhuai hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Xi'er, he is the patriarch of the Zhang family and the patriarch of the clan. If you and Nian'er want to go back to the Zhang family, you need his support." .”

Huo Xi turned her head and hugged Yang's arm, and buried her head in her arm: "Father and mother, I know all this, but I get angry when I see him."

Huo Erhuai breathed a sigh of relief, just be angry. I'm afraid that the child's heart will be calm and he will treat her biological father as ashes.

The child has placed too much hope in him, so he will be disappointed, and the anger is because he cares about it.

"Mother is also angry when she thinks of your mother. She hates you very much. She doesn't want you and Nian'er to go back. But Xi'er, you are at our house. I'm afraid you won't be able to find a good marriage. There is still Nian'er, he has to go back. Only when you go to that house can you get back what belongs to him, and you can avenge your mother."

Ms. Yang gently ran down her hair, "Mother knows that you have a hurdle in your heart, but for your mother, for Nian'er, we shouldn't keep him out."

"Yes, your mother is right." Huo Erhuai echoed, and the husband and wife talked softly and took turns to persuade.

In the yard, Huo Nian played with An An for a long time, but he disappeared from his sister, even his parents, and ran over with his younger brother.

"Father, mother, sister, are you whispering, Nian'er and An'an also want to listen." She ran in and sat between her parents and sister.

Huo Erhuai cheerfully hugged his two sons in his arms, touched their little hands and faces, seeing that they were all warm, he was relieved.

"Father and mother, are you discussing what gifts to bring back to Huojiaba tomorrow? I'll pick them later." Huo Nian yelled.

"I'll help pick it too!" An An echoed loudly, unwilling to miss him.

"Choose what!" Yang stared at the two children.

She still hated Fang for talking nonsense about Xi'er's life experience to outsiders.

"Don't take anything back tomorrow!" Looking at Huo Erhuai, "You can go back naked, and don't give money."

Huo Erhuai's face was embarrassing.

He was mad at his mother too. It's a good thing they don't live together, otherwise they will be angry with his mother and lose their lives for several years. It's simply indistinguishable.

Huo Xi sighed, she didn't like that grandmother either, but she was father's mother, so she and Nian'er couldn't do anything to make father feel cold.

smiled at the two younger brothers: "You two go pick it out, it's too cold this year, you can't go back, pick out more things that you need at home and let daddy take them back."

"Okay, my brother and I will choose now!"

An An likes to go to the warehouse to pull things out, and when she sees something she likes, she sneaks it back to her room like a little squirrel and hoards it.

Slipping down to the ground, he still didn't forget to greet Huo Nian: "Brother, let's go!"

In a blink of an eye, the two brothers ran away hand in hand.

Yang glared at Huo Erhuai angrily: "You still don't follow me to see! Your little son is a predator, you don't know, and you don't know how many things you have to hide in his room."

Last time, I cut a piece of snow satin to pieces, and went to lay a dog kennel, and Yang Shi was so distressed that he almost pushed it over.

Huo Xi thought of this, smiled and pushed her mother, "Mom, go too, watch."

Ms. Yang got up immediately when she heard this: "Okay, then mother, go and watch some, so that your father will not pull all the good things to those white-eyed wolves."

Huo Erhuai looked embarrassed: "It's not that I don't distinguish between the inside and the outside."

"You just don't know the inside and the outside, and you don't know what's good!" The husband and wife said to each other and were about to go out. After taking two steps, Qiqi turned back to look at her.

Huo Xi waved to them: "I'm fine, parents go."

The couple went now.

In Zhang's mansion, the Duke and Zhang Jin's father and son went out for a day, but the groom in the mansion was useless. The news that Zhang Liang hurried out early in the morning carrying a bag was also reported to Mrs. Wang's ears.

(end of this chapter)

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