Chapter 7 Bearded Daddy

Good night, Joya is drowsy and has the same dream over and over again. There are too many things in the dream, family and friends, and those TVs, computers, mobile phones, refrigerators and game consoles that are getting farther and farther away from her have collected out-of-print BL comics and more than 20G GV...5555555 5555......

She really doesn't want to travel!!! After crossing, you won't have a chance to enjoy the fun of secretly watching GV alone. At the same time, you can't stay at home to watch Xiaoyan and watch BL... What a tragic world is this!! 555......

"Good daughter, are you feeling better?" A big rough palm put on her forehead. An Qiaoya turned her head and glanced at it, and then shifted her eyes to another place. Her heart was desperately hypnotizing herself. I was just dreaming. I didn't have an unscrupulous God to wear advanced things in ancient times. I must be dreaming... Yes, I was dreaming. When I woke up It's okay...

"Good daughter, Dad knows you're awake. Would you like to get up and drink some chicken soup?" The bearded face swayed attentively in front of her, blinking like a begging dog, with only one more tail on the tail vertebrae.

Alas... An Qiaoya sighed in her heart. Sure enough, she was born to be soft but not hard, and the poor eyes on the stiff iceberg face were directly vaporized.

"Dad..."

As soon as the words came out, I couldn't help choking, because An Qiaoya thought of her parents in modern times. I don't know how they are doing now? Has she been found missing? Will you be sad because of this? All kinds of emotions lingered in my heart, and for a moment of sadness, my eyes turned red.

"Good... Dad's good daughter doesn't cry. Dad knows that you are sad, but it doesn't matter. Your un talented brothers have gone to help you get justice. Be kind, don't cry anymore. Dad will be distressed if you cry again..."

The bearded father An picked up An Qiaoya and let her lean on her shoulder and patted her back like a grumpy child.

"Dad..." Angioya has never been treated like this since she was a child, because her parents are busy making money to make a living and rarely have time to hold their children, so Anjoa has been particularly envious of children of the same age who can be held in their parents' arms. Now there was finally someone who was willing to comfort her like a child, which really touched her heart. She tightened her arms and couldn't help shouting again, "Dad."

"Good boy, Qiao Ya, Dad is here with you. It's okay. Everything is over." Father An's beard trembled, and tears flashed in his mouth. His big hand like a fan gently stroked An Qiaoya's hair and said, "Unless you want to marry yourself in the future, Dad won't force you."

"Hmm." Anchoya is very strange to everything here. Before she knew about this new identity, she was afraid that the middle-aged man who spoiled his daughter in front of her could only answer vaguely. Other inside stories about how Miss Ann was seriously ill and how she was abandoned. Let's wait until there is a chance to find out.

"Come on, Qiaoya, the doctor said that you are still very weak now and you need to find an opportunity to make up for it," probably enough emotionally. Father An let go of An Qiaoya a little, let her lean on her shoulder, and reached out to the low table next to him and brought a bowl full of oily soup to An Qiaoya. "Come on, this is Aunt Liu stewed chicken soup this morning. Try it. With that, he was about to pick up the spoon and prepare for the soup feeding plan.

Although An Joya likes to be spoiled, she is not short of arms and legs. There is no need to feed such a big thing. He grabbed the seemingly heavy bowl in Father An's hand and poured it into his mouth regardless of whether it was thirty-seven or twenty-one. After a day of fainting, she had been hungry for a long time.

"Is there anything else?" Handing back the empty bowl, he looked at Father An, who had opened his mouth as if he had been dumbfounded for a long time. Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, An Qiaoya carefully asked, "No?"

"...Yes, there is, of course there is! Come on!" Father An, who came to his senses, took over the carved bowl and hurriedly waved his hand and ordered his servants to bring another bowl of chicken soup. In my heart, I comfort myself. Probably my daughter is too sad and has just recovered from a serious illness, so her appetite is so good. This is a good thing, a good thing.

At this time, An Qiaoya was very guilty. As soon as she saw Father An's appearance, she knew that her appetite and behavior were definitely different from the original Miss An's. This Miss An was a lady, and she had to pay attention not to do anything out of the ordinary in the future to arouse suspicion.

"That's right, Ann... Dad, where are your brothers?" In order not to make Father An suspicious, An Qiaoya hurriedly changed the topic. Yesterday, I heard that the brothers of my body had gone to avenge themselves, and I didn't know who my brother was, or slowly put out their identities, names and hobbies.

"Your brothers have been worried about your illness these days. They are still looking for medicine, and they also know that you will do this because of Liu Liang, an asshole. I believe they will also help you teach him a lesson."

"Have all the brothers gone? Will they..." An Qiaoya thought to herself, what was Liu Liang that suddenly emerging? On the surface, he pretended to be very worried.

Father An put a quilt on the back of An Qiaoya to make her lean more comfortable, and took care of a few strands of hair floating down her ear before slowly saying, "Good daughter, can't you trust your brothers? Your third brother who likes to play poison alone is enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention your eldest brother who inherits the world's best master Juechen sword. Although your second brother didn't go due to your eldest brother's order, I believe that Lao Si and Lao Wu and Lao Liu will never let Liu Liang feel better. Qiao Ya, you don't have to worry about it.

"That...that Liu Liang..." An Qiaoya frowned and pretended to be sad and worried, but kept shouting in her heart, wow! With so many powerful characters covering themselves, even if they can't go back to modern times in their lives, they don't have to be afraid of living. It seems that this time travel is not necessarily a bad thing!

"Little boy, why can't you think so? Liu Liang is not worth worrying about him at all. At the beginning, he would marry him to his father, but he didn't expect you to be moved... Even if that boy treats you... Alas, you still can't forget him." Father An was probably afraid of kicking An Qiaoya's pain, so he stopped halfway through, looked at her with pity in his eyes, shook his head and sighed.

"Dad, my daughter didn't..." An Qiaoya's face was gloomy, but her heart was full of times. It seems that Liu Liang should be Miss An's fiance or something like that she did to Miss An to be hunted down by all the masters of the An family.

"Joya, my father didn't say you, but my peaceful daughter has always been able to afford it. Maybe there will be better people to be your husband in the future. Liu Liang, you don't have to worry about him. I have asked your brothers to show mercy as you said. He won't die for a while. However, it will be difficult to say in the future, Father An Yuanyi added in his heart.

"Oh..." For a moment, she couldn't think of anything to deal with, and An Qiaoya could only respond in vain. His brain turned quickly and was very good. The basic situation had been mastered. His father, who was also the bearded man in front of him, was An Yuanyi. He was the head of the cottage. He had almost six brothers, all of whom were masters. Liu Liang was a favorite person with this body, but later he didn't know what happened that caused him to die of serious illness. What's more coincidental is that the name of this body is still the same as its own name. Uh-huh, it's not bad.

At this moment, the aunt who was a little fat holding the little baby I saw yesterday came in with a bowl of chicken soup.

"Miss, are you feeling better? I was relieved to hear from the boss that your appetite is much better. The aunt brought the fragrant chicken soup to the bedside. Father An took it and just picked up the spoon, but after thinking for a while, she handed it directly to Anchoa.

"Thank you." Anchoa looked at her gratefully, "The chicken soup is delicious."

"Look at your child," the aunt smiled and rubbed her greasy hands and looked at An Qiaoya lovingly. "I've become skinny after this illness. I'll help you make up for it later, Aunt Liu!" Look at what this little face looks like.

It turned out that she was Aunt Liu. An Qiaoya secretly wrote in her heart that it must be right to have a good relationship. There is no problem if she wants to eat anything in the future. So he said with a pale smile, "Thank you, Aunt Liu, Qiao Ya will."

"All right, Aunt Liu, go out first and let her have a rest." Father An, who had been neglected for a long time, finally made a grand appearance again.

"Oh, yes, look at my memory. As soon as you got sick, I came here to quarrel. Really," Aunt Liu straightened the oily apron on her waist and smiled. "I have something else in my kitchen, so I won't disturb you to rest. I'll go first." After saying that, he walked out of the door and heard her loud voice shouting from afar, "What do you want to say? Aunt Liu will definitely do it for you..." An Qiaoya smiled and liked this straight elder from the bottom of her heart.

After taking a few small mouthfuls of chicken soup, Anjoya struggled to put the bowl back on the table.

"Eh~ Good daughter, don't move, just Dad will come." Father An took the soup bowl as soon as he stretched out his hand. When he saw the bowl of noodles with three-quarters of the soup, he couldn't help frowning, "Why is there so much left? Little boy, you should drink more."

"Uh... Dad, my daughter can't drink anymore." Anchoa's smile is a little stiff. Of course, she can't wait to drink it all. Such a fragrant chicken soup! Who doesn't want to drink it, but I'm afraid that my father will doubt it. I'm also very entangled!

"If you can't drink it, come on."

Father An patted the bed board and motioned An Qiaoya to lie down. "Don't worry, those little rabbits must be angry with Qiao Ya's little boy. You can just lie down and take care of yourself." After saying that, the peony brocade was covered with Anchoya and pressed the corner.

Although she was not born for him, An Qiaoya still felt warm because of An's father's behavior.

"Dad."

"Good daughter, what's the matter?"

"Thank you."

"Stupid boy, what are you talking about?" An Yuanyi fondly touched An Qiaoya's head, "Sleep well and don't think about anything. The most important thing is to take good care of yourself."

"Hmm." Anchoa nodded obediently.

"Then have a good rest, and Dad won't bother you." After saying that, he got up and walked out of the door, but turned his head when he walked to the door, "Remember not to run around. It's snowing outside. Don't catch a cold."

"Well, I see. Dad."

"Good boy!"

"Dad!" Angioa suddenly stopped him at the moment when An Yuanyi crossed the threshold.

"What's the matter?" An Yuanyi turned around and looked at An Qiaoya, who stood up half of his body.

"Dad, you also need to wear more clothes to keep warm."

"... Dad will" An Yuanyi was stunned before replying with a smile, and then walked out of the door and closed the door.

His good daughter, baby Joe, finally knows how to care about people. An Yuanyi outside the door looked at the white snow and smiled blindly.