Mu Mu held Mu Ting owl's neck, blinked, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, are you not happy?"
Mu Ting owl is slightly surprised. Because he is holding Mu Mu, their sight is not much different. They can turn their heads to look at Xiao Tuan Zi's black and bright eyes.
She blinked and looked at the muting owl. At a young age, she didn't understand life, aging, illness, and the impermanence of human life, but she was sensitive to his emotions.
This is probably the same blood.
The only one in the world, with the same blood flowing in his body, cares about him.
His daughter.
Mu Nuan gave it to him.
So the tired heart was comforted.
Mu tingxiao's expression eased down, and he answered seriously: "well."
Mu Mu asked him again: "why?"
"Because of my mother." His mother's experience over the years made him unable to let go.
There are some people who are unforgivable for their sins and can't get rid of their hatred even if they are cut to pieces.
Mu Mu tilted his head and thought, "that's my grandmother?"
Many of her classmates in the kindergarten will be met by her grandparents after school, but she has never met her grandparents, and her parents never mention it to her. Sometimes she is curious, but she never asks.
"Yes," he replied
"Will you take me to see her?" Mu Mu finished, some distressed said: "grandma will like me?"
"Do you want to see her?" muring
"Yes." Mu Mu began to count his fingers with a serious face: "my father's mother must be as gentle and beautiful as my mother, and she can cook delicious dishes. My mother can write TV dramas and..."
Mu Mu's garrulous words, Mu Ting's Owl listened silently, but his steps were getting slower and slower.
Mu wennuan in the room saw that the father and daughter did not come out, and couldn't help thinking out to find out.
When she came to the door, she saw Mu Ting Xiao holding Mu Mu slowly coming here.
Mu Mu is talking. Although the look of Mu Ting Xiao looks normal, she can see his red eyes when she looks at it carefully.
Mu Nuan was stunned and came to him.
Mu Ting owl seems to feel something and looks up at Mu Nuan.
"Mu Mu." Mu wennuan approaches and coaxes Mu Mu to come down from Mu Ting owl: "can you help mom to wash vegetables in the kitchen?"
"Good." Mu Mu almost never refuses Mu Nuan's request.
As soon as Mu Mu left, mu wennuan came forward and gently hugged mu tingxiao: "I used to cook in the kitchen. I'll make your favorite food tonight."
"I'm fine." Muting owl knows her worry.
Mu Nuan sighs in his heart. At this time, he still says it's OK.
The next moment, she felt the moting owl tighten his arms around her. His voice was too low to hear: "just a little sad."
His breath, it sounds full of depression.
He was so sad that Mu Nuan was also sad.
But fortunately, he was finally willing to show her his own vulnerability, not to bear everything alone as before.
Mu gently stroked his back: "I know."
How could it not be sad?
He's had a rough time these years.
For a long time, the moting owl let her go.
The eyes look redder than before.
Mu wennuan reached out to touch his face, and his eyes were full of heartache: "you go to take a bath first, and then come down to eat, OK?"
The tone of the inquiry seemed to coax the child.
Mu Ting owl nodded and looked very good.
"Go." Mu wennuan then stretched out her hand and led him to the room.