None of them ever thought that it was a kind of policewoman to sleep and die alone, especially when they were violently smashed at the door. Even if they were dead pigs, they couldn't sleep like this. They still let these timid, dizzy and weak little girls swagger away under their noses, Even with a half dead one.

Tang Yuxin is right. The leading soldier is Gu Ning. They are going to carry out a task all night. Now they are going to rush back to the army. They have to take a shortcut, so they are going this way. They are all young men, and they are very masculine, so they can't be afraid of ghosts.

I just didn't expect to meet these girls who escaped from the wolf's den.

"You guys go to those traffickers and tie them up to me. The others come here and take them home first."

Gu Ning lowered his head. Under his excellent eyesight, he saw a girl's bare feet. Although she was wearing socks, she dared not wear shoes.

Soon, several soldiers had come. They picked up the girl they were carrying, then took off her military uniform and dressed her.

"I'll carry you," a soldier came to Xu Miaomiao and bent down.

Xu Miaomiao sucked his nose, and then whispered a thank you.

She was too tired, too hungry, and too scared. Now she just wanted to cry and didn't want to go a step further.

"Brother, I want to go home," she choked. She couldn't help crying, and let the other girls cry with her.

And the eyes of the soldiers are also a little red.

"I'm not afraid. I'll take you home. I'll see my parents when I get home."

At this time, Gu Ning has already stood in front of Tang Yuxin. Tang Yuxin has been lowering his head, dropping his eyelashes and flashing slightly. He also sees his feet stop in front of her.

Then she heard a gentle sigh from the man.

"Little sister, I'm not afraid."

I'll be home in a minute.

"Go, big brother, take you home," he put his hand on Lang Yuxin's head,

And this little sister, but it is almost let Tang Yu heart tears.

She still remembers that when she was driven out of the house by sang Zhilan, a big brother took her, bought her food, gave her water and took her home, but that home was her hell.

In this life, she did not go into that hell again, but she did not think that she could hear his big brother again under such circumstances.

She thought that when he saw her again, he would not know her, but would call her again, Dr. Tang.

At this time, a big warm hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Come on, I'll hold you. You hurt your foot."

Then the man picked her up.

He was very tall at this time, but she was still a little girl who didn't grow up. She shrank in his arms, just like a little girl. She was still very small, fragile, and needed the protection of others. She didn't force herself to grow up and bear those things that she couldn't bear, but she had to bear.

Tang Yuxin grabs his sleeve with her fingers, which is also accompanied by the moving frequency step by step, and with her slightly hot body temperature, she starts to repair the wounds in her heart.

It seems that she is back to her childhood.

Little Yuxin, look, what did dad bring you?

This is milk powder. My father bought it for us.

The man was at a loss to coax the little fist crying daughter.

His little daughter is so big, but the mother of the child has gone to work outside. There is only such a big man guarding a child who has not been born long. He has no experience at all, so he has to keep playing grimace to coax her. But the more ugly he is, the more the child cries, After a while, I cried myself hoarse.

Finally, he had to put down his daughter, and then clumsily went to develop the milk powder. As a result, the milk powder was too much for the child, and it was too thin for the child. The child was hungry quickly, and then he cried again.

Sometimes a man will hold his little daughter and cry. A big man even feeds his daughter while crying. Finally, his children grow up and are easy to support,

However, his three-year-old child was taken away by his mother.

He was reluctant to give up his daughter, but he couldn't let her have no mother.

So he had to be ruthless, let his daughter have a mother, and he will not marry others, so his daughter also has a father.

Every day he worked hard to plant the land, no matter it was windy or rainy. He just wanted to sell more money for the land. Then he sent the money to his mother, hoping that her daughter could eat better and dress better.

Even over the years, the child's mother made him unable to meet his daughter.

He touched his face, and then shook his dusty clothes, such a father, his daughter would not want it.

And he had no face to see his daughter.

Over the years, he only met his daughter once. He bought her a cake, but only once, and her mother would never let her see her again.

Later, he heard that his daughter did not take the university entrance examination, so he was anxious. If she did not take the university entrance examination, what would she do in the future? So he was in a hurry to find his daughter. He waited at the door of the family for a long time. All night, when it was raining heavily, he hid under the door of the family and did not dare to knock. It was early in the morning that someone opened the door and came out. Although his appearance changed, he remembered that it was his daughter, his little metaphor, His little heart has a pair of beautiful big eyes. When he looks at you, it's like he can talk.

And now the girl in front of her also has a pair of big eyes, like she can talk, but she is very thin, very black, very ordinary and ordinary.

"Heart?" The man asked tentatively, is this really him and xiaoyuxin?

But the light girl is suddenly red eyes, holding the old man cried out.

"Dad, Dad, why did you come to see me?"

And he didn't know what life his daughter had been living until this day?

No matter what, he wants his daughter to go to university, but when his daughter is admitted to the University, the Wei family won't give her a dime, because they still have a daughter, Wei Jiani, who makes them proud,

He had seen that girl, tall and smart, long and good. He thought at that time that his metaphor must be the same, right? Because when his heart was small, it looked like a dough, very good-looking.

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