Chapter 171

Shen Dingshan came back about two months later. At this time, there were no days left for Shen Qingrong and his hairpin. When he came back from abroad, his whole life was dusty, his hair was disordered, his beard was not arranged, and even his clothes had not been changed for several days. I think he came back in a hurry all the way.

I'm afraid I missed my daughter's hairpin ceremony.

"Father is back."

When Shen Qingrong saw Shen Dingshan, his eyes were full of tears.

"Well, father is back." Shen Dingshan is naturally excited, but he is used to the expression all the year round. Only his trembling shoulders and red eyes can see how much he thinks about his three children he has not seen in the past three years.

They are all grown-up, especially Shen Qingrong. His appearance and temperament make him proud of being a father. His sons and daughters of Shen Dingshan and their sons and daughters of Shen family are all good.

Shen Wenhao is also standing in front of Shen Dingshan. He hasn't seen him for three years. He's as tall as Shen Dingshan. Of course, he's also a bit stronger and more calm than before.

"Good," Shen Dingshan patted Shen Wenhao on the shoulder, but Shen Wenhao was not moved, which satisfied Shen Dingshan very much. "It seems that you have not abandoned your martial arts."

"I don't dare to forget," Shen Wenhao arched his hand at Shen Xiashan. "My father taught me that I can't forget. I have to practice martial arts every day, and I haven't been lazy for a day." he said, but in fact, even in the past three years, he had been ill, and sometimes he couldn't get up. But he still had to go to the bamboo forest and learn martial arts for a while, for fear that his father would be disappointed with him.

He is the only son of the Shen family. If he is a good example to his sister, he should also let his father be proud of him. He will never disgrace the Duke of Wei which their father bought with blood, meat and life.

"Good," Shen Dingshan laughed. "My son is so sensible. It's really comforting for my father. Shen Yanhao opened his mouth and laughed. For such a sentence, he felt that his three years had not been wasted.

"Ah Ning?"

Shen Dingshan hasn't seen his little daughter yet. Why, don't you want to see dad?

"She's counting the silver," Shen Qingrong said with a smile, covering her mouth. She said that her father had come back, so she had to count out the silver for other purposes.

"This little girl," Shen Dingshan laughed again, "I'll go and have a look. You'll go back first. I'll prepare food and wine in the evening for us to have a good meal."

And finish saying, also stride toward the outside walk.

When he got to the private storehouse in the mansion, mother he stood outside to guard, and he knew that his little ah Ning was inside.

When he went in, he saw several large boxes piled up in the private library. A girl with two braids was holding the account book one by one. She was still reciting words from time to time. The abacus was also well played. I didn't know how she had failed to practice her own words well in these years, but she played the abacus very neatly.

"A Ning..."

Shen Dingshan called out his daughter's name. In fact, he was afraid that his daughter would not know him. He had been gone for three years. In three years, more than 1000 days and nights, his little ah Ning seemed to have grown tall.

"Oh..." Shen Qingci put down the account book in his hand, then turned around and looked at Shen Dingshan like this.

"A Ning..."

Shen Dingshan really miss his daughter. Every day and every second over there, he thinks about his daughter. He wants to think about whether his little ah Ning has been well, whether he is ill or not, and whether he has grown tall?

"Ah Ning has grown tall," Shen Dingshan put his hands on his daughter's shoulder. In fact, he felt that his little a Ning had not changed at all, that is, he had grown taller.

"Dad can still hold ah Ning."

Shen Qingci opened his hands, en, can still hold, and in a year and a half, may not be able to hold, she is still small a Ning appearance, did not grow up.

Well, Shen Dingshan picked up his daughter. Under this embrace, he sighed that his little ah Ning had indeed grown up, and had grown to such a big age.

"Dad, ah Ning miss you so much," Shen Qingci put his small head on Shen Dingshan's shoulder. Fortunately, Dad came back. Fortunately, he didn't seem to have suffered any hardship. It's not like he was in his last life. He can be ten years old after a fight. Now her father is still the same majestic, or the same shape, angular face, those eyes are still a piece of angry majestic.

"Dad wants my little ah Ning, too..."

Shen Dingshan holds his daughter in his arms. His eyes are filled with fever. He is not a good father. His little a'ning is almost ten years old. However, he has only been with her for two years. She has grown to this age. In a few years, she will get married and become the child of other people's family. Every time he thinks about this, he will be infuriated and miserable for no reason.

Yes, his little a-ning doesn't marry. Later, he marries a husband for his daughter and comes back. If anyone dares to bully him, he will break his head if he dares to move a hair of his family.The distortion on his face frightened Shen Qingci. Shen Qingci held out his small hand and patted Shen Dingshan's face. There is no other person in the world who dares to move Shen Dingshan's face and challenge Shen Dingshan positively.

"Daddy, do you have a face?"

Shen asked naively, and Shen Dingshan's eyes twitched again, and he quickly laughed. Even what he was laughing at made the child afraid.

"No, you're wrong," he pinched his daughter's face. "Little ah Ning, what were you doing just now?"

"Divide the silver." Shen Qingci patted Shen Dingshan's arm, indicating that she would come down.

Shen Dingshan carefully put his daughter down and then pulled her two braids. He really grew up, but he was still childish. He really didn't want his daughter to grow up. When he grew up, he would not have a father.

"Look, Dad," Shen Qingci put the tent cloth in his hand in front of Shen Dingshan.

On the cloth, there are only 500000 taels.

Why, so few? Since the last military grain sent to him, it has been a year and a half now. However, we have to save about 1 million taels. Besides, there are so many boxes here, and there are more than 50000 Liang, right?

"Ah Ning, are you wrong?" He asked his daughter.

"No," Shen Qingci was more serious. "My father's military expenditure will be halved."

"Why?" Shen Dingshan did not understand, "but yipinxiang business is not as good as the past?"

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