1077: C1077 Ye Chen's Fatherly Love

C1077 Ye Chen's Fatherly Love

Ye Chen's tone became heavier. At this point, even Red Lotus who was standing beside him became silent. She didn't intend to help Little Charcoal anymore.

"I... I..."

Little Charcoal did not know whether he was nervous or guilty, but Ye Chen kept stuttering. His voice was so low that it could not be any lower. In the end, there was a slight sobbing sound.

"I... I went to the opposite... Iron Jing Mountain..."

Just when the two of them could not bear to see Little Charcoal's pitiful look, she still puffed up her breath and spoke softly.

Iron Jing Mountain... was probably the name of that mountain.

"Do you know how far that place is?" Ye Chen took a deep breath and tried his best to ask in a calm voice.

"Yes..." He nodded and nodded.

"Do you know how dangerous the journey is?"

"Un... Wuwuwu..."

Nodding his head, Little Charcoal couldn't hold back his tears.

" Did you climb up? "

Ye Chen's eyes fell on Little Charcoal's hands and feet.

"Wuwuwu..."

He nodded his head while sobbing.

"But... But..."

Little Charcoal sniffed and wiped his eyes. He tried his best to say that. He used his hands, which were wrapped in cloth, to take out the three Iron Thorns Flowers that were hidden in his arms. He pushed them in front of the two of them as if he was taking credit for it.

"But... This... It can be sold for a lot of money... So..."

She raised her head slightly and said in a calm tone, as if she thought that by taking out these few stalks of Iron Thorns Flower, she would be able to calm the two of them down.

Was this what Little Charcoal had gone through so much trouble to climb up there to obtain?

Looking at the three stalks of Iron Thorns Flower in front of him, Ye Chen almost wanted to laugh out loud. At the same time, he had an impulse to crush these few stalks of flowers into pieces.

It was just a few rotten flowers, but they actually dared to make his precious daughter... become like this, even if she broke into pieces. He plucked the flower petals and smashed them into pieces, even razing the grassland flat. Even if that Iron Jing Mountain was smashed into pieces, it would still be difficult to dispel this anger.

However, it could not be like this, because it was personally picked by Little Charcoal. Because on the mountaintop, Little Charcoal was talking to them as if he was treating his friends.

Ye Chen stood up silently and grabbed the three Iron Jing Flowers in his hand.

Red Lotus suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's clothes under the table. She looked up at Ye Chen and bit her lips. Shaking its head slightly, its eyes revealed a helpless look, as if it was begging Ye Chen not to be impulsive.

Seriously, could it be that this little fool thought that Ye Chen would ignore Little Charcoal's feelings and step on these flowers on the spot?

Rubbing Red Lotus's head, he took her hand away from the corner of her clothes without any resistance. Red Lotus was stunned. She was shocked by Ye Chen's courage.

Ye Chen turned around and left. Under Red Lotus's dazed eyes and Little Charcoal's doubtful and timid eyes, he left the cave and disappeared into the night sky.

A moment later, Ye Chen returned. There was a concave flower pot dug out of a rock in his hand. It was filled with soil. Three Iron Thorns Flowers were planted on it.

Little Charcoal's eyes became dull from doubt. He could not understand why Ye Chen wanted to plant these Iron Thorns Flower on his own.

Where should he plant them? Here? The most conspicuous corner, but was there really no problem? Being able to sell for quite a bit of money also meant that people would covet it.0

After thinking for a while, Ye Chen still made a flower pot made of stone. He placed it in an inconspicuous corner and waved at Little Charcoal.

"Little Charcoal, come here. I have something to say to you."

Little Charcoal was probably shocked by his father's strange behavior. He hesitated a little, but he did not dare to resist at all. He shrank his body and walked over with his head lowered.

"Huh? Wah!"

As Little Charcoal cried out in shock, Ye Chen hugged her. He placed her on his knees and sat down. Little Charcoal thought that Ye Chen was going to do something. After all, her expression just now was so scary that she was frightened. He closed his eyes tightly and covered his head with both hands. She was ready to get beaten up.

"Little Charcoal, open your eyes and take a look."

Ye Chen rubbed her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This action made her shrink her head again, and she was very scared.

Without suffering from the expected beating and scolding, Little Charcoal hesitated and slowly narrowed his eyes. His gaze fell on the three stalks of Iron Thorns Flower in front of her.

In her line of sight, Ye Chen pointed at the three flowers with his finger. Two of them were on the left and right.

"This is Dad, this is Mom, and then..."

His finger landed on the small Iron Thorns Flower in the middle. "This is our Little Charcoal."

Little Charcoal, who was in his arms, raised his head and looked at Ye Chen in shock.

"From now on, these three flowers represent our family. Therefore, I want to give Little Charcoal a very important mission. Take care of these three flowers and let them be healthy and healthy. Live happily, just like our lives in the future. Little Charcoal, can you do it? "

Lowering his head, Ye Chen gently rubbed Little Charcoal's cheek with his chin. He looked at Little Charcoal gently and asked.

Little Charcoal's mouth was still wide open as he stared blankly at Ye Chen. It was as if he had seen something unbelievable. His big eyes, which had been narrowed into a slit, his eyes were also wide open, revealing a bit of a beautiful color.

"What, you can't do it? It was obvious that this was extremely important to his father. Therefore, Little Charcoal had to take good care of dad's task. As long as he took good care of these flowers, he would be fine. Could he promise his father? Pull the hook."

Ye Chen stretched out his pinky and waved it in front of Little Charcoal with a smile. His gentle and focused gaze fell on that thin and weak face. He looked forward to his narrowed eyes opening wider and revealing more beauty.

Little Charcoal was still staring at Ye Chen blankly. Ye Chen's actions seemed to have ignored Ye Chen's words. The body in his arms stiffened and did not move at all. Only the slightly opened lips were left trembling.

After a long time, she suddenly lowered her head, as if she was trying to hide the expression on her face. She lowered her head deeply. She buried her head in her chest and nodded. He reached out his hand and found that he had been wrapped into a dumpling by the cloth. He could not hook it with Ye Chen's tail finger at all.

"Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu... "

The sound of intermittent sobbing came from within his embrace. One drop, two drops. A warm feeling came from Little Charcoal's knees. It was the moist water that fell from Little Charcoal's deeply lowered face.

"You... What's wrong with you?"

Because he had never encountered such a situation before, Ye Chen could not help but panic. Why did he suddenly cry when he was perfectly fine? Could it be that he was sad because he could not pull the hook with him?

pqdm.com