Tang Zhinian, for example, may have lost his parents since he was a child because his family was poor, so it was not easy for him to live alone with his younger brother. After being introduced, he married a beautiful daughter-in-law. He felt that this was a blessing he had cultivated for many generations, so he was very kind to his daughter-in-law and didn't let her do anything. Later, he had a daughter, two women in the family, Almost all in the palm of his hand, even if not a son, he is still the same pain, the same love.

As soon as he remembered that his wife was going to divorce him and take his daughter with him, his heart ached, and his eyes were red again. If he didn't pay attention, he almost cut off his hand.

In a hurry, he began to take back the emotions he shouldn't have and concentrate on making soup for his daughter. No matter what, he would not let his heart leave him. In the future, his wife would definitely remarry, and there would be other children, so he was afraid that his heart would suffer.

As for himself, he won't marry again. He will raise his daughter and raise her to be a college student, which is right for the ancestors of the Tang family. Now he doesn't want to keep his wife, because he knows he can't keep his wife. He is just a rural man who has no ability. But sang Zhilan has a job, but he is a royal breadwinner. He knows that he doesn't deserve her, She doesn't like him either, so this marriage is divorced.

But, daughter, he won't give sang Zhilan. She can't even cook well. How can she raise his daughter.

He put the fish into the pot and waited for the soup to be cooked. Then he came over, squatted on the ground and shaved his daughter's face. Today, Tang Yuxin is a little strange and doesn't like to talk much. In the past, she liked to chatter all the time.

"Xinxin, what's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Tang Yuxin shakes his head and smiles at Tang Zhinian.

As soon as Tang Zhinian saw his daughter's lovely little appearance, he couldn't help rubbing her little head, then holding her little hand and letting her sit on the table outside.

"Let's wait. The fish soup will be ready soon. We will have fish soup in our heart."

"En," Tang Yuxin forced his little head. It really felt like he had grown up a lot and was obedient.

Not long later, Tang Zhinian had already served a bowl of fish soup. However, he wanted to feed Tang Yuxin, but Tang Yuxin shook her head. She took a spoon and drank the soup herself. Although she said that her hands had been eating with chopsticks for 30 years, when she began to use this little hand to hold a spoon, she found out how stupid it was, although she was very careful, But the soup still spills.

However, even so, Tang Zhinian boasted that his daughter had something in heaven and nothing on earth, which made Tang Yuxin blush.

Just as Tang Yuxin was struggling with this bowl of fish soup, there was a rush of feet outside. He was in a hurry and his pace was in disorder.

"Brother..." a sudden voice.

Let Tang Yuxin raise his face and see that the young man standing at the door is in his early twenties. He is very similar to Tang Zhinian, but he is very gentle, like a man of culture.

This is

Her second uncle?

Yes, the second uncle is her second uncle, who she has forgotten for a long time. The second uncle died early, probably when she was about three years old. At that time, when she was digging a cesspit in the village, she was crushed to death by the soil on it, and died on the spot. At the beginning, the medical conditions were poor. Of course, it was impossible to check the dead sound, so she buried it hastily until later, When Murakami moved his grave, he dug it out and found out that his thigh was crushed and several ribs were broken, probably stabbing his internal organs.

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