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Her mood suddenly broke down, and her suppressed voice squeezed out of her throat, "Dad..."

He shouldn't lie here. He should be in his prime of life. He should have a straight back, a strong arms, a warm smile and a gentle voice. He should call her continuous with a smile

"Dad Dad... "

Her tears rolled down, her hands climbed up, shaking her skull, "Dad Dad Dad... "

However, no matter how she called, the man could not respond to her, and could not call her "mianmianmian" in his whole life.

Zhou Muze stood beside her, gently holding her shoulder, quietly accompanied her.

Qin Yi falls on the desk and cries.

"Mianmian, it's time to go back." As the dusk grew deeper and deeper, looking at the figure who had sat silent all day, almost integrated with the silence in the room, Zhou Muze quietly broke the silence. She could not bear the body that was recovering from her serious illness without eating or drinking.

Qin Yi is still, quietly looking at the skeleton, the whole person is like a sculpture.

Zhou Muze squatted down, took her cold hand, and said word by word: "there are 24-hour guards here. There are brand-new security and fire prevention systems. When you come back from Tokyo, the relevant parties have also negotiated with each other. No one will take him away. After the military headquarters restart the investigation, you can take him home."

Qin Yi finally moved, slowly wriggled his neck, on his line of sight, his voice was hoarse and out of tune Is it true that no one will take him

"Really, the military department has restarted the investigation, and all the people involved in the case will be held accountable."

"What about the Japanese?"

"The prime minister Okamoto has committed suicide. The Japanese intelligence system is facing a major reshuffle and will be too busy. The police and inspection department has made representations on your illegal arrest, and relevant persons will be held accountable." Zhou Muze held her hand in her palm and looked into her eyes. "Wait, Mianmian, when you get well, we will take him home together. I promise no one will take him away except you."

Qin Yi's eyes turned red. He hung down his head and his body trembled slightly. "How dare they How could you do that to him... "

She couldn't imagine what kind of mood he was in to send his wife and daughter away, and what kind of thought he was forced to go to the end of his life, but this is not the end. He was also made into a tool and waited for more than 20 years in such a dark place

How can those people do it? How dare you be so unscrupulous?

"So you corrected his name and brought him back to his native land. Mianmian, if he and mummy have a spirit in heaven, they will be proud of you

Qin Yi's lips moved, but after all, he didn't say anything. He picked up the white cloth and covered it from his feet. Finally, he took a deep look and covered the white cloth completely

On the night when he went back, Qin Yi had a high fever. In his dream, he had been calling for mummy and Dad, which made people sad.

The illness recurred for two or three days, until Zhou Muze brought Qin Jinru's ring and dozens of letters, and the condition stabilized.

After a week of recuperation, Qin Yi's indexes returned to normal and recovered.

Zhou Laozi brought Wei Cheng and Yang Xue to pick her up and leave the hospital. The old lady wanted to take her back to the Zhou family for self-cultivation, but she declined. Zhou Muze knew that Jiang Youning had hit her so much that he didn't want to contact too many people for a while, so he said that he would take good care of her and go back to see him later.

The party sent her back to the courtyard, and when the couple settled down, they went back, but Wei orange stayed.

During this period of time, great changes have taken place in the family. Wei Chen has grown up a lot at once, and has been asked by her parents. She stayed here and didn't go to Qin Yi to chat. She just teased the birds and played the violin in the yard, which made the courtyard less lonely.

The little girl was full of life and could not help being in a good mood.

A few days later, Qin Yi has gradually eased down. When he heard Wei Cheng's activities outside, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Why are you here?"

Wei orange is receiving the last tone, heard Qin Yi's voice, scared almost fell the piano.

An angry eye knife flies past. Then he thinks that the old lady told her not to make trouble with Qin Yi. Shengsheng takes his eyes back. He almost has no eyelid cramps. It looks like a grimace, which makes people laugh.

She felt that she had no face. To the astonished sight of Shangqin Yi, she rightfully said: "this is my little aunt's home. Why can't I be here?"

Qin Yi was stunned and then laughed.

"What are you laughing at? I'm not saying the truth? " Aware of the suspicion of flattery, the little girl blushed.

"No, you're right." Qin Yi admits his mistake.

Wei orange, like a balloon punctured, suddenly softened It's good that you know. "

"Do you want to be a violinist in the future?" Qin Yi asked.

Wei orange put down his violin, and his head hung down, like a cabbage hit by frost: "I don't know.""Well? Why don't you know? " Qin Yi remembers the old lady's saying that Wei Cheng's academic performance is not good. She only has a talent for violin. She likes it and her family is happy to see her go this way.

After seeing her expression, Qin Yi suddenly understood, "are you worried that being a violinist can't help your family?"

Wei Chen kicked the ground and said in frustration, "it's just that I suddenly feel useless..."

I think it was the family accident that made her feel crisis. Qin Yi had a feeling of growing up and said: "you don't have to think that. Your grandparents and uncles, and the brothers who are going to set up the door are enough to support the Zhou family. What they are doing now is not only for the Zhou family, but also for their own ideal. On the other hand, you can think that everyone works so hard to let the family do what they want to do and whether they want to or not. ——If you give up your ideal for what you can do for your family, it will run counter to what everyone wants. "

“…… Is it? " Wei Cheng still felt that she was useless. This time, she had to stay at home and do nothing. The feeling was really hard. "But you can help your family. After Mingxi, you must be a scientist like my third uncle. Xiaobao can't see it. But he is smart and will certainly be as powerful as his big cousin."

"I'm also in the business I like, but I just can have a little voice." Qin Yi said, a trace of bitterness crossed her expression, "and do you think I only bring help to my family?"