Zhan Chi froze on the spot, and there was sand in his eyes for a moment.
Not allowed to eat too much?
The bottle that floated from the sea that year was translated by Mr. Chen, and it said inside that the old Taoist would not let her eat.
"Little girl..."
"Daddy Zhan." Ye Qianning turned to look at Zhan Chi and called out, then looked at Qian Fanji and said, "Daddy Qian."
Rumble—
Zhan Chi's head exploded, feeling unreal: "What did you call me?"
"father."
Zhan Chi's excited facial features lost control: "Qian Fanji, did you hear, the little girl called me daddy, the little girl called me daddy."
"I heard, she also called me." Qian Fanji still had a look of indifference on her face at this time.
Xiang Minghou tensed his face and held her shoulders tightly with both hands: "That old man, where is he? He has taken you away for ten years, and yet he starved you to this point..."
"Dad, don't get excited. In fact, it happened for a reason. Let's go in and talk about it first."
Qian Fanji nodded: "Yes, go in and talk."
Xiang Minghou let go of his hand, his stern face seemed to have not shown so many expressions for a long time.
Ye Qianning opened the door and several people walked into the room.
The shopkeeper peeked at the stairs for a while. He was almost scared to death just now, but he didn't expect that the other person was actually Miss Ye's father.
It’s really strange for a father to not recognize his own daughter clearly. How careless it is to admit his mistake—
Xiang Minghou and others entered the room and sat at the table. Ye Qianning poured tea for them.
"Stop being busy.
"Dad, drink tea. You guys are so tired, you must not even have a sip of tea along the way."
Xiang Minghou confirmed his daughter, feeling very worried: "Pang Tuan, are you injured... are you well? Dad heard that back then..."
He was choked up to say the next words, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Qian Fanji pursed her lips and trembled slightly. They had witnessed her losing her breath back then. Was she really fully recovered?
Zhan Chi's eyes were red, and the memory tore open the scars. The pain hit his heart directly.
Ye Qianning sat down and said slowly: "I was in a state of death after being seriously injured, but my consciousness was clear. I knew what happened, and I also knew that Grandpa Zhan, Grandpa Zhan, and Grandma Zhan, each of you People were crying beside me, but I couldn't wake up. My great-grandpa was in a crazy state at that time. I wanted to tell him that I was fine, but I couldn't do anything but look at you..."
The more she spoke, the hoarse her voice became. Ten years ago, every time she thought of that time, she resented herself for not being strong enough.
Zhan Chi couldn't help but shed tears. She knew that none of them noticed that she was conscious at that time.
Qianfan held the hand in her sleeve tightly, feeling a lot of fear in her heart. If she were buried at that time...
How scared she must be.
Xiang Minghou had not experienced that. When he heard her say it, his heart seemed to be torn open.
Ye Qianning calmed down her emotions: "Later, I was able to enter the dream of an old man, so I prayed to him to help me send a message. I never thought that he would take my body away. He said that I was seriously injured, and only the thousand years on the island showed up. Only one trip to the Butterfly Spring can repair the heart. When I found out that the old Taoist had already left Beili, I could only ask him to send a message to Master. I originally wanted to write a letter, but I fell unconscious after just writing a few words. "Yes, Master, did you receive it? Did he understand it?" Qian Fanji nodded: "Yes, Mr. Chen said it was your original simplified Chinese character, so we have always believed that you will come back, girl, we have been waiting. you."