Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 39

Le Zhengjin pursed her lips lightly, a smile flashed across her eyes, but her tone became serious, "Go to bed soon."

Tonight's dad is really different from usual, he will change his face when he says he will, Feng Ya muttered in his heart.

"But I've been sleeping all day, and now I don't feel sleepy at all."

The person above the head looked at the scenery outside the window and was noncommittal. Fengya rolled her eyes and remembered the thing that had been in her heart all along, so she changed the subject, "Daddy, did you see Zhubo?"

Cautiously probing, Le Zhengjin turned his gaze back to the person at hand, with deep eyes, watching her without answering.

Fengya shrinks back into the quilt after being stared at by such eyes, did dad look at Zhubo, and then find himself upset when he transformed it without authorization?
"Daddy, don't be angry, I, I..." Feng Ya didn't know how to explain, the more she spoke, the lower her voice became.

The anxious look and tone of the person in his eyes made him smile, and he said softly, "I'm not angry."

Feng Ya was about to put the quilt on her head in order to avoid his anger. She grabbed the quilt and raised her head to ask, "Really?"

Facing the expectant eyes, Le Zhengjin raised the corners of her lips and nodded slightly, "On the contrary, I'm curious."

curious?

Feng Ya breathed a sigh of relief, as long as her father was not angry, everything else would be easy, she put down a big rock in her heart, and she also cared about other things, so she waited for his next words.

"The chasing wave jade has a peculiar quality, how did you transform it into a bracelet?"

Chasing Waves was left to him by his mother, who once told him that some things can be glued together if broken, while some things can never be recovered after being broken.It was because he did something wrong that time, and his mother used chasing waves as an example to teach himself. It was also at that time that he realized that some things, once lost, can never be found again.

However, yesterday, when it was the girl in front of her, she held this bracelet and told herself that it was just chasing waves, she was not without surprise.

Feng Ya saw that his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, as if he was lost in thought, Feng Ya moved his lips, but did not make a sound, quietly waiting for him to recover.

Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet, Le Zhengjin lowered her head and asked her with her eyes, and she just told him the story she heard from the old man Lianyu without reservation.

The old man Lianyu didn't tell her to keep her a secret, and her father was not an outsider, so she revealed it with peace of mind, without any burden in her heart.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional "Puchi—" when the oil lamp was half lit, only the clear voice was whispering to the people around me.

After the emotional entanglements of the previous generation were finished, Fengya took a breath before turning her gaze to the person above her head. Because telling a story requires clear thinking, she always focused on the tassels on the edge of the bed, and slowly moved her Tell me what you know carefully.

Feng Ya met those thoughtful eyes, waited for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and added urgently, "Daddy, the old man Lianyu actually has nothing to do with Daddy's mother, he said it was his youth. One of the things I did when I was romantic was just that the flowing water was affectionate and the flowers were unintentional, and my wife clearly rejected him, so don't get me wrong..."

This story can't make Dad misunderstand his mother, and it can't indirectly affect Xiao Huai's living here.

"I won't misunderstand." Looking at the person who was explaining in a panic, Le Zhengjin replied unhurriedly, but there was a faint smile in his tone.

"why?"

After Feng Ya blurted out the question, she regretted it. Isn't this clearly intended to be misunderstood?Feng Ya is secretly annoyed.

But the person above her smiled faintly, as if she didn't care about her question, she let out a breath, but heard him reply slowly, with a joy she had never felt before, and a touch of loneliness in her tone, Fengya's heart tightened, looked up at him deeply.

"Because my mother cared about my father very much. At that time, I was still young, but I could already feel it, and my father, too."

Feng Ya couldn't help but want to sigh, it was a couple made by love and concubine, but in a blink of an eye, it was a pity and a pity that such a deeply affectionate couple disappeared so early in the world.

And the child left behind by this pair of Yun Piao in front of him is the real pain bearer!Thinking of this, Feng Ya's heart welled up with pity, unlike usual, she felt pity for the person in front of her.

Sensing Fengya's undisguised emotion, Le Zhengjin pulled back her thoughts from the past, gently raised her hand to cover her head, "Don't worry."

Feng Ya was a little moved in her heart even if she had to comfort others like this, but she was more sad for him.

Seeing that she still had pitiful eyes that wanted to comfort him, Le Zhengjin relaxed her brows and eyes, her heart was not so heavy, her red lips parted lightly, and she changed the topic.

"Why did you choose to carve it into a lotus flower?"

This topic successfully attracted Feng Ya's attention, she hooked her mouth, and her frightened expression came alive, "That's because I know Madam likes lotus flowers!"

Le Zhengjin was amused by her rapid face-changing, covered the corners of her lips lightly, and replied, "Indeed."

"Because I know, I asked the old man who refined jade to carve all the broken jade into the shape of lotus flowers. Do you think they are all real and beautiful?"

Fengya is like a student who has made great efforts and is eager to be recognized. Lezheng Jin glanced at her and nodded seriously, "Very beautiful."

After being affirmed, Fengya was shocked by the words that followed before she could get over it.

"The craftsmanship of the jade refining old man is really well-deserved."

Really, he was praising the old man refining jade, not affirming himself, but after thinking about it, these are indeed the credit of the old man refining jade, and he didn't do anything, so Fengya no longer struggled.

She said regretfully, "It would be great if Madam was alive and could see such a realistic lotus with her own eyes!"

Hearing this, Le Zhengjin turned her gaze to the candlelight on the table. The fire was misty, and it blurred around with strands of soft light. The look in her eyes darkened a little before she spoke slowly.

"Actually, she can also be seen from time to time."

"Huh?" Feng Ya looked at him suspiciously.

"My father is very good at painting, especially the early summer lotus."

The faint words spread in the room, Feng Ya felt the inexplicable expectation, and also the envy of the couple who are deeply in love with each other.

Next, the two chatted casually.

Low-pitched words sounded from time to time in the quiet room. In such a comfortable environment, Feng Ya gradually felt drowsy, and fell asleep under the elegant low-pitched voices of the people around her.

Hearing the slight breathing of the person on the bed, he helped her tuck the corner of the quilt before getting up and leaving.

With a creak, the door closed gently, shutting off the warmth of the room.

(End of this chapter)