If she was a princess before she went to Wei's house, it would be better to say that she was a princess when she had a father.

As far as she is concerned, there are too many unreliable people and facts in the world. Even her own mother has calculated who she can rely on and trust all her life. Therefore, she has been living alone since her divorce. At that time, she knew that the mother who loved her most in the world was not the one who loved her most, but the one who hated ugliness all the time, I dislike his poverty. Dislike his stupid, dislike his incompetent father.

My father is my father, but my mother is someone else's mother.

My heart is really good today. Tang Zhinian gently pinches his daughter's small face. His rough fingers also bring a sense of angularity, but it's true. Tang Yuxin opens his mouth and laughs. His eyes are very beautiful, but he also swallows those tears that are about to fall.

She doesn't cry. Yes, she doesn't.

She met her father. The filial piety she didn't do in her last life will be done in her life. She will make up for the mistakes she has done in her life. She will pay for the people she is sorry for.

Tang Zhinian is very happy. Today's daughter is very obedient, and she is not picky. She has finished eating a large bowl of eggs. In the past, this child did not eat this one, that one did not eat. When the eggs were steamed tender, old, soy sauce or broken, she did not eat them. Today, he carefully steamed the eggs. In fact, some of them were broken. He was really afraid that his daughter's picky nature was coming again. Fortunately, she didn't dislike them and ate them.

Tang Zhinian uses his sleeve to clean his daughter's feet. That's why he finds shoes to put them on for her. Although he doesn't have any skills, he can't give her a good life even if he is busy in the field, but he does everything he can to support her. Other children wear clothes made by himself, Sometimes it's common to add patches. Now, after all, in this era, everyone is poor.

However, Tang Zhinian never let his daughter wear patched clothes. He bought them in the city. All the food he saved from his mouth was given to his daughter. No matter how poor he was, even if he didn't eat, he couldn't hurt his daughter. Even if other people wanted children, he was better to his son than his daughter. But he loved his little heart so much, Even the name was given by the headmaster of the village primary school.

When Tang Zhinian reaches out to hold his daughter, Tang Yuxin shakes Tang Zhinian's big hand. No matter how old she is, she is an adult. She has lived for more than 30 years. It is impossible for her father to hold her. Although she is still young, she is still very young.

"Good," Tang Zhinian cracked his mouth and laughed, then rubbed his daughter's small head, "my heart seems to have grown tall?"

Tang Yuxin follows her father and takes a short leg. She follows Tang Zhinian. Her leg is too short and her step is too small. Tang Zhinian is always following her daughter's steps. She is afraid that her daughter will fall.

When it was outside, Tang Yu put his little hand on his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly. The warm light fell on her face like rain, and her little fingertips like green onions.

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