Come on Daddy!

Grandpa was in a maze, not knowing who Arya was talking about.

He looked back at Rose and Doris not far behind him and thought it might have something to do with them. After all, he had lived in the country for so many years and had never seen anyone from an urban city come to see him.

Rose stood still, paler than before.

When she heard Arya's description, she thought the man might be Bright.

Did he really come here? Did he come to see her?

If he had come looking for her, why hadn't he knocked at the door? Or did he feel regret to come here, so he went away again?

Countless questions flooded in Rose's mind, making she feel upset.

"He is very young, and prettier than anyone in our village." Arya smiled happily, as if the man was her guest.

"We really didn't have any visitors. You might find the wrong place." continued Grandfather.

"Mr. Wilfred, don't hide it." Arya said as she peered in the house, "I just want to know if he got married or not. My daughter Ciara hasn't had a boyfriend. Could you fix her up?"

Doris let go of Rose's hand, ran up to Arya and asked, "The man you are talking about should be my father. That's his wife. I'm his daughter. Is your daughter going to marry him? Then she would be a mistress. The reputation is bad here, isn't it?"

Doris gave a barrage of criticism, which made Arya speechless. It was such a humiliation to be scolded by a child.

"He... He might not be your father. He might be some relative of the Young family." Arya looked for other excuses, "and children can't recognize every man for dad. That's not good."

Arya meant more than she said. It meant that if every man was your father, then you mother could be every man's wife.

Although Doris could not understand what he meant, but grandpa's face was gloomy. He said in a very displeasing way, "Arya, you are not welcome here, please go away."

that, grandpa impolitely shut the door

to respond and always hit

had a lingering fear, and said discontentedly, "What's so proud about? It

shouting outside the door, and held Doris back. When

about it." Rose followed him

square table

the fish and put it in Doris's bowl. The meat was free of thorns, which was suitable for children, and they would

Rose, "Have some more

have some, too." Rose and her daughter

Doris out for a walk

the opposite floor, Sky saw the figures of them when they went out. Standing at the window, his eyes followed Rose's figure all the time,

not dare to go

the window edge, the palm was cut by the window

face Rose. He didn't have the courage to meet her and

daughter out for a walk for half an hour, and then they

of course, did not know that someone was

out to dry. After chatting for a while, she took Doris to wash and go

her daughter a bedtime story, while Doris lay flat

the story." Rose lay down, held Doris in her arms. "Baby,

still opened her eyes wide after she listened to the story. "Mom, I can't

can't you sleep?"

Dad again." Doris pouted her pink little

welling up in her eyes

upset in the heart

call us. He's going to be very anxious. I think we should call Dad."