However, she still felt that she could not bear the sound of the Goddess of Rain, but the demons had already become a habit, and the persuasion of reform was fruitless, but she still had no choice but to bear it!

The big hand covered the little hand, the fingertips jumped happily on the strings, the pleasant sound of the piano fluttered in the wind, the laughter and joy lingered in the ears, Xiao Ruoyu was playing on the street, Ji Nuan felt so satisfied and so happy!

It was almost dusk that Xiao Ruoyu walked back listlessly with a colorful ball in her arms. Her delicate little face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of fatigue and unhappiness.

Song Wangchen was about to put away the Yaoqin. Seeing that the little boy was a little unhappy, he stopped and squatted in front of her in a hurry. "What's wrong? Are you injured somewhere?" Asked, he also looked through whether her little hand was scratched. Then he rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs to check if she had fallen.

Seeing that Xiao Ruoyu was not injured and did not answer, Ji Nuan looked wronged again. Judging from the experience of countless times in the past, she must have caused trouble. She pulled Song Wangchen away and asked with a cold face: "Have you caused trouble again? Did you hit another child? Where is he? Is he seriously injured?"

"Master's wife," the tender childish voice was filled with a strong crying voice. Xiao Ruoyu abandoned the color ball, and her two lotus arms hugged the master's wife's thighs. Her little head kept shaking and denied, and she refused to say more.

Ji Nuan was puzzled. This little clever ghost has always looked for his master when he is happy and causes trouble. He only looks for himself when he takes a shower and sleeps. She is so abnormal today. Could it be that she is bullied?

However, in the demon clan, no one would bully her. Ji Nuan thought about it for a while, but she couldn't figure out what she was making trouble now. She squatted down, stroked the tears that had fallen from the little girl's face, and said softly: "Okay, stop pretending, hurry up and say it! I promise not to suck you."

Xiao Ruoyu was still shaking her head to deny it. Xiaoxiao's body leaned forward and then put it on the neck of the master's wife. The silent tears suddenly turned into a loud cry, saying, "Master, Brother Xiaohu and others said, Master and you are not Ruoyu's father and mother, and they also said that Ruoyu is a child without parents. Go and tell them that you are Ruoyu's father and mother. If you say it, they will definitely believe it."

The smile on Ji Nuan's face faded instantly. When she raised her eyes and looked at Song Wangchen, she saw that he was also staring at him blankly, completely at a loss.

The sadness that had been buried for a long time was like a rusty dull knife, ruthlessly cutting it into the hearts of the two of them, pulling the flesh and blood bit by bit, but it was always connected to the tendons and veins.

For five years, they took care of Xiao Ruoyu in all aspects. Whether it is care, care or material things, as long as other children can have, Xiao Ruoyu is not lacking, but all of this is never precious without the care of parents.

Before, they thought Ruoyu was still young and ignorant, and never asked who his parents were, so they never mentioned it. Unexpectedly, in her heart, they became her father and mother. How can we explain it clearly?

Ji Nuan did not answer, but gently stroked the little girl's back. After her crying gradually weakened, she slowly pushed her away, pulled her tender and white hands, pressing the sadness in her heart, and said seriously: "You brother Xiaohu and the others are not wrong. Master is the master, and the master's wife is just the master's wife, not Ruoyu's father and mother. But Ruoyu is definitely not a child without parents. Look at this knot of heart, Ruoyu's mother has the same one."

She picked up the concentric knot hanging on Xiao Ruoyu's waist and placed it in her palm, and gently rubbed the jade bead in the concentric knot. Then she raised her hand and touched the red maple mark between Xiao Ruoyu's forehead, and said again: "This mark is left by Ruoyu's father and mother. It is their deep love for our Xiao Ruoyu, so Ruoyu not only has parents, but they also love you very much!"

Xiao Ruoyu immediately wiped her tears and asked her if she was really? After seeing her master's wife nodding, she asked again: "Where is Ruoyu's father and mother? Why don't they live with us? Is it because Ruoyu is not good?"

The tears hidden in Ji Nuan's eyes almost fell down in a bad mood. After adjusting her emotions sideways, she faced Xiao Ruoyu, scraped her cute little nose, and deliberately changed the topic, "You still know that you are not good? If you don't be obedient, your master's wife won't want you."

"Master's wife lies, Master won't want me. If you don't want me, I will let Master don't want you." She pouted her mouth and hugged her arms coldly. Before the tears in her eyes were dry, she rolled her eyes at Master's wife. She had forgotten all the questions just now.

Song Wangchen picked her up, kissed her little face lightly, and then smiled and agreed, "Don't worry! Master will never want Xiao Ruoyu. He has sweated so much, must be hungry. What do you want to eat, Master will make it for you!"

When Xiaobudian heard that there was something to eat, he immediately smiled and replied, "Flesh, so much meat!" Her little hands spread out and walked around her, gestured that she could eat a lot of meat. Then she slid her neck and shook her eyes at her master's wife and said provocatively: "Master, Master, Master is so bad, don't give her food!"

"Okay!" Song Wangchen deserved it very simply, without hesitation at all, but the little Buddian was unhappy again, pouted and remorse: "Master's wife will not grow tall if she doesn't eat meat. Otherwise, let's give her some food?"

"My teacher is already very tall. Besides, you have to eat more vegetables to grow taller, and Xiao Ruoyu also needs to eat more vegetables to grow taller." He smiled, hugged Xiao Budian and walked back home.

While yawning, Xiao Ruoyu casually said, "No!" As soon as she finished speaking, she lay on the master's shoulder and fell asleep again.

Song Wangchen looked back and looked at him, holding Yaoqin in one hand and Ju Qiu's wife with the other, and looked at her and smiled at her. This matter was barely fooled.

This is the troubles of children. They come quickly and forget quickly, but those simple questions have been kept on him.

It lingers in people's ears and cannot be removed.

In the past two days, Ji Nuan has been worried about how Xiao Ruoyu should deal with her if she asks her parents again.

Now all the problems in the Demon Realm have been solved, and she actually has no need to stay. After discussing with Song Wangchen for a few years, she finally decided to leave the Demon Clan and take Xiao Ruoyu back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty to meet her parents and grandfather. After all, she will know some things sooner or later, and it is not a solution to always hide them from her.

On the day of departure, the people of the demon clan came to see him off one after another. Even the Demon Lord came. Everyone waved goodbye reluctantly, and at the same time they hoped that his family would return soon.

Xiao Ruoyu's little playmates cried and begged to keep her, but Xiao Ruoyu was not sad at all. Instead, she smiled and said goodbye to them.

The master's wife said that she would take her to see her father and mother. The master's wife also said that she would take her to many places that were more lively and fun than the Demon Realm. Xiao Ruoyu had been eager to leave, so why would she be unhappy?

But the little girl still values ​​friendship. Before leaving, she left her favorite colored ju balls to her playmates and told them that she would come back soon.

It took about half a month to drive the carriage from the Demon Realm to Qinzhou, but this was the first time since Xiao Ruoyu left the Demon Realm. He was curious about everything he saw and had fun, so it was two months later that his family had returned to Qinzhou.

After Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen cleaned the wooden house, they rested for another two days before taking Xiao Ruoyu to Mingyang Mountain.

Walking under the maple tree covering the sky and the sun, watching her husband walking ahead of her with the little girl jumping, Ji Nuan's mood became heavier and heavier. The fact that she had never wanted to admit was now to take Xiao Ruoyu to face it. She didn't even know that Xiao Ruoyu would cry and lose the innocence of the child after she knew that her parents had long died.

When Xiao Ruoyu heard the sound of the water, she shook off the master's big hand, like a canary that had just left the cage, running forward with a smile, and was so happy that she couldn't stop. The little bitch, who was less than three feet tall, ran like two running wheels, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the two of them chased forward, the little one was already squatting beside the stream, holding water and pouring it into the sky. The water spilled into the stream from the sky, as if it was raining, causing ripples.

Xiao Ruoyu looked back and shouted in a voice: "Master, Master, look, Ruoyu will also control the water. In the future, Brother Xiaohu and others will call me Yu Shen Niang."

In order to prove that what she said was true, she held water again and poured it into the air towards the master's wife, but because she was too small, she poured it all on the master's wife's dress. Her big, watery eyes were wide and round, her hands folded to cover her little mouth, and she looked like she had made a mistake and was caught, with an innocent expression on her face.

Ji Nuan didn't care what Xiao Ruoyu said. Her wandering eyes had already floated to the opposite side of the stream. On the tomb under the tall maple trees, she walked around Xiao Ruoyu and stepped onto the stone steps in the stream. Every time she took a step forward, her mood became heavier, and her feet were filled with lead, making her pace slower and slower.

The little girl who was still smiling just now was a little unhappy because her master's wife ignored her. When she raised her little head and looked at her master, she realized that the master seemed to be unhappy. She held the master's big hand tightly with her small hands and asked in a weak voice, "Master, are your master's wife angry with Ruoyu?"

Song Wangchen moved his eyes from the tomb to Xiao Ruoyu, bent down and picked her up, and then replied: "The master's wife is not angry, but she may not be very happy, so Xiao Ruoyu must be more obedient later and don't let the master's wife be sad!"

Xiao Ruoyu nodded as if she understood it, held her hands up restlessly, imitating the movements of her master's wife, and pinched her cheeks with a smile: "My master said, Master must smile to look good!"

Song Wangchen was really helpless with her. After reluctantly tugging out a smile, he followed the steps of his wife, stopped with her in front of the tomb, staring at the two lines of large characters carved on the tombstone (the tomb of his daughter Yu Manzhi, and the tomb of his son-in-law Jiang Yu) and fell into deep thought.

Yu Man didn't want Master Yu to taste the pain of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man. He thought that he could hide it from everyone by saying that he could cut his hair into a nun, but no one could hide it. At first glance, this tomb was built by Master Yu, and he finally endured the pain of losing his daughter.

Ji Nuan smiled softly and said, "Yu Man, Jiang Yu, Wangchen and I have brought Ruoyu back to see you. We walked too fast and brought nothing. We even forgot to prepare for wine. I'm so sorry!" She turned sideways and hugged Xiao Ruoyu from Song Wangchen's arms and placed it on the ground, stroked her hair bun, and whispered: "Ruoyu, this is your father and mother's tomb. They were already dead five years ago. Come and kowtow to them!"

Xiao Ruoyu looked up at the master, and when he saw him nodding, he stood attentively and knelt straight on the ground, his hands crossed. When he bowed, his forehead fell on the back of his hand. He kowtowed three times in a row before he stood up.

The master taught her a lot of things, some simple calligraphy, paintings, poems, as well as the zither and etiquette. She knew a little bit about it, but she was so playful and didn't want to learn it. But the master's wife was unhappy and wanted to make her happy, so she finished the bowing ceremony in a normal manner.

But in fact, Xiao Ruoyu had no idea about the definition of death. She didn't understand what the master's wife said at all. She just asked curiously, "Master's wife, why is Ruoyu's father and mother a stone card that can't speak? Are they shy to hide?"

A short sentence reveals the most innocent and pure thoughts of children, and it is also the fuse that makes Ji Nuan's tears completely out of control. She was wrong. She shouldn't have instilled the definition of death in a five-year-old child, so she squatted in front of Ruoyu again and forced a smile: "Because you are different from other children, you are the only Xiao Ruoyu in this world, so Ruoyu's father and mother are also unique. They will always look at you in the sky, love you and protect you, do you understand?"

She's obviously a smiling face

But the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling down. Xiao Ruoyu reached out to caress the tears on the face of his master's wife, and asked with a bitter face: "Master, why are you crying?"

"The master's wife didn't cry, but the sand was in her eyes. It's okay!" Ji Nuan wiped away the tears from her face and shrugged her shoulders with a relaxed look.

"I'll blow it for you!" The soft and cute childish voice conveyed infinite love. Xiao Ruoyu was like a little adult. She supported the eyelids of the master's wife with her two little hands, and leaned forward to blow sand to the master's wife. While blowing, she asked, "Master's wife, does it still hurt?"

Ji Nuan grabbed her little hand and shook her head and chuckled, but the tears in her eyes could not stop. She was feeling sad for the death of Yu Man and Jiang Yu, and what made her feel even more distressed was Xiao Ruoyu. She became a fatherless orphan just after the moon was just over the moon. When she was naughty, she was like a wild horse that broke away from reins. No one could stop her. But at this moment, she was as sensible as a little adult and learned to feel sorry for others.

Seeing that the master's wife was still crying, Xiao Ruoyu instinctively thought that the master's wife was still feeling uncomfortable. Her little body leaned forward again and blew into the master's wife's eyes, "Master's wife, I'll blow it for you again!"

Song Wangchen gently stroked the wife's shoulder. Although she didn't say a word, she gave her great courage. She hugged Xiao Ruoyu, sucked her sore nose, wiped her tears, and then smiled and said, "For your sensibility, I won't care about the fact that I just poured water on me, otherwise I would have hit you a little bit."

"My master's wife is so fierce. I don't want you anymore, hum!" Xiao Ruoyu nodded unhappyly, but her little hands were stirring the master's wife's earrings, and she couldn't stop for a moment.

Because of Ruoyu, the little clever ghost, the depressed atmosphere gradually eased a lot.

Not long after, Xiao Ruoyu rode on the master's shoulder and picked maple leaves. She pinched a handful of maple leaves in her hand but was not satisfied. Her other hand also grabbed the maple leaves on the branch and pulled it hard, asking the master why the maple leaves here are green. Song Wangchen patiently explained to her the changes in the color of maple leaves in various seasons.

My husband and Xiao Ruoyu were talking and laughing beside him. Ji Nuan was no longer as sad as before. He just stood in front of the tomb and complained to Jiang Yu and Yu Man about some naughty and unbearable little things. He smiled and blamed him for leaving him a little trouble for himself.

A sudden sound of footsteps sounded in his ears. Ji Nuan looked back and saw Yu Yuanyang wearing a blue robe with white and snowy hair, holding a little girl about ten years old, stopping not far ahead of the stream. Time was like a ruthless knife, leaving deep traces on his face. He was obviously over forty years old, but he seemed to be as weak and vicissitudes as if he was in his seventies.

Yu Yuanyang's old eyes, staring at Xiao Ruoyu blankly, tears intertwined, and even his skinny hands were trembling with excitement.

The day Ruoyu left Changyu, Yu Yuanyang asked about Yu Man's whereabouts. After a long time, he realized that Man'er had buried himself in Mingyang Mountain.

After he built the tomb for Man'er and Jiang Yu, he adopted another girl and gave her the name Manfeng.

The autumn rain supports the maple and falls all over the sky, Ruohua is like a dream passing by the passing years! This is a poem that Man'er said when he named Xiao Ruoyu. Manfeng's name is the same as Ruoyu, and it is also from this. It is Yu Yuanyang's deep love for Man'er and Xiao Ruoyu.

Ji Nuan hugged Xiao Ruoyu from Song Wangchen's shoulder and whispered a few words to her. The little girl nodded like pounding garlic. After abandoning the maple leaves in her hand, she spread her arms and ran towards Yu Yuanyang. A pleasant laugh like a silver bell floated in the wind. She grabbed his big hand and called out "Grandpa!"

The two simple words, like a clear mountain spring, poured into Yu Yuanyang's long-dried heart. He squatted down, stroked Xiao Ruoyu's palm, nodded and smiled with relief, excited to tears, and even forgot how he talked to Ruoyu.

"Grandpa, why are you crying? Is it sand that entered your eyes? Ruoyu blows you." While speaking, she approached her grandfather and wanted to blow sand for him.

Yu Yuanyang shook his head and nodded again. Looking at her extremely serious small movements, touching and sadness were intertwined in his heart. Tears that could have been barely restrained were now merciless.

Just like before, Xiao Ruoyu comforted her master's wife, she hugged her grandfather's neck tightly, grabbed his white hair with her little hands, and said with a smile: "My wife said that Xiao Ruoyu is unique, so Xiao Ruoyu's father and mother are also different from Brother Xiaohu and their parents. Now even grandfather is different from others. Grandpa's hair is white, the purest color!"

The long tail sound showed the most innocent side of the child. Yu Yuanyang wiped away the tears from his face, then hugged Xiao Ruoyu and stood up, gently pulled her earlobe, and asked with a smile: "Where has Xiao Ruoyu been to these years, and who is Brother Xiaohu?"

Xiao Ruoyu told her grandfather that she and her master's wife had always lived in the Demon Realm, and Brother Xiaohu was her little playmate. She was like a chattering chatter and told all her playmates' names with her little fingers. She even told her that she left Ju Qiu to her little playmate when she left, and then pretended to be mysterious: "Grandpa, have you ever seen Caiqi?"

After grandfather shook his head, she stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "Grandpa is so stupid. The colorful ball is a Ju ball wrapped with colorful ribbons!"

"Is that true? It turns out that Ruoyu likes Cuju, so how about I buy you another one?"

"Okay! Then I want colorful ones and I have to play with my sister." Xiao Ruoyu looked at Man Feng and smiled happily, but Man Feng withdrew her gaze from her and even turned her back and didn't want to look at her.

Yu Yuanyang then turned around and looked at Man Feng, facing Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan who were approaching him, and explained: "Her name is Man Feng, and she is an orphan left by the Great Era of Changyu. When I saw that she was lonely and helpless, I adopted her by my side and treated her as a granddaughter. Man Feng is very obedient and diligent in his practice, but he doesn't like to talk much. Perhaps it's because he has experienced too much suffering since childhood!"
Chapter completed!