[Chapter 208: The Love of Strict Father]

Wu Anqing was promoted. Since Lu Dingtai fell, Maolin County has been empty as the deputy county magistrate. After a year of operation by the Niu family, this position finally fell on Wu Anqing.

The Niu family was extremely low-key about Wu Anqing's promotion. Even the banquet was just for the old man of the Niu family and Wu Anqing to eat in the dining room of the Niu family compound. The Niu family and Li Sushu and his son were both present.

In February 2001, the Lunar New Year passed, and Wu Anqing's inauguration date came. On the evening before leaving, the three of the Wu family, now four, arranged a family gathering in Wu Anqing's public office room.

Under Li Sushu's meticulous care, Wu Jing'er seemed to have become a different person. Her eyes, which were originally cold and resentful, became brighter, and her temperament suddenly became warm, and she looked like a well-behaved little girl from the family. Although the little girl still couldn't get rid of her habit of being polite tone, her tone of speaking was obviously cheerful.

Apart from the New Year's Eve dinner, Wu Pu never got together with his family this Spring Festival. However, Wu Jing'er called him one day and urged him to go home even more frequently than Li Sushu. Li Sushu's instigation was inevitable, but seeing Wu Jing'er's changes, Wu Pu was happy in his heart after all.

"Brother Wu Pu, I'll give you this." Wu Jing'er likes to learn housework from Li Sushu. She has just been helping in the kitchen. At this time, she ran out quietly in small steps and stretched out her hand hidden behind her. Suddenly, there was a braised chicken wing that was still steaming.

The little girl held a knife since she was a child, and her palms had thick dead calluses. After half a year of rest, the dead calluses had shed a lot, and her fingers had some white marks. Maybe she felt that it was not good to take food secretly. The chicken wings lying in the palm of her hand were shaking slightly. Only after looking carefully could you see the little girl's trembling fingers.

After holding a knife for many years, the little girl has excellent control over her hand muscles, and it is rare to see signs of trembling. Looking at the little girl's expression, her beautiful face has already climbed slightly pink. Her big eyes are shy and timid, but she also has deep expectations.

"What did you do?" People who grew up in a single-parent family hope to have brothers and sisters, and the taste that they can't get is always the most beautiful. Wu Pu is mature in nature, but it is inevitable to be vulgar. He really regards Wu Jing'er as his sister. Seeing that the little girl is getting more and more harmonious with this family, he feels happy. He picks up the chicken wings and puts it in his mouth and sucks it gently. It is not beautiful, but it also tastes great.

Wu Pu's intoxicated expression made Wu Jing'er's heart sank, as if a big stone had been hanging on her throat. Only then could she land. A bright light flashed in her eyes, and then she stared at Wu Pu's chicken wings and only a bone left, and said, "This is what my mother taught me, can I get one for you?"

"It's not enough to get one, Jing'er can't be so biased!"

Wu Jing'er was waiting for Wu Pu's answer intently. Suddenly, the study door behind her suddenly opened, and Wu Anqing's voice came. She was frightened and she was as stiff as a dumb goose in the winter.

After learning about Wu Jing'er's origin, Wu Anqing felt pity for the little girl's life experience. He tried hard to play the role of a father. But perhaps it was because he did not show any intimacy when he first met, which left a shadow on Wu Jing'er's heart. No matter how hard he tried, Wu Jing'er always seemed cramped in her face and even feared her.

Just like now, Wu Anqing clearly wanted to use a teasing word to make the little girl feel friendly, but the little girl showed her panic after making a mistake, and then she lowered her head timidly and called "Dad", and then she never dared to speak again.

What is wrong with secretly taking a chicken wing, let alone giving it to my brother?

Seeing the little girl in panic, Wu Anqing had no choice but to wink Wu Pu quietly, then turned around and entered the study.

"Jing'er, go, bring a chicken wing for your father. Remember, you should also quietly not be discovered by your mother, do you know?" Wu Pu heard the loss hidden in Wu Anqing's sigh, patted Wu Jing'er's head and said softly.

Wu Pu heard his father's loss, but did not think that the father's father wanted to express was really gone. He could see that Wu Jing'er actually cared about this cheap father very much. The reason why she was panicked was because the little girl was trying hard to find the feeling of a strict father.

This kind of emotion is hard to explain. In his previous life, Wu Pu lost his parents before he became an adult. In those years of wandering, the emotion he longed for the most was exactly what Wu Jinger longed for now. Having the same experience, he was able to accurately understand the true meaning behind this little girl's panic when facing Wu Anqing.

Seeing Wu Jing'er's steps naturally revealed in her steps when she returned to the kitchen, Wu Pu pushed open the door of the study and saw his father sitting in a daze with a frown. He laughed and said, "Dad, you care more about Jing'er than me."

Wu Anqing glared at his son and said angrily: "The little brat knows everything he says, they are all my children, so where can we tell the difference?"

Wu Pu said: "It wouldn't be the case. When I didn't get close to you, I didn't see you so worried about losing money."

Wu Anqing said: "That's different. You are a boy, and your psychological endurance is better than that of girls. Besides, you have been by our side since childhood, and you have no shortage of food and clothing. Do I still know what kind of psychological qualities you have? Jing'er is different. She is a girl, so young and has no parents. How big can she bear it? She has encountered so many things at a young age, and she feels wronged. Now that she has entered our house to be my daughter, of course she has to give her double care. It's not that you don't know your father, or you don't do it, you have to rely on your conscience to do it."

"Okay, you've praised yourself!" Wu Pu smiled heartlessly, sat down opposite his father, and said, "But Jing'er changes very quickly under the care of you and your mother. She is much happier now."

Wu Anqing's expression darkened and she sighed: "After all, she is not a biological child. No matter how good she is to her, she will not easily feel it."

Wu Pu smiled and said, "Dad, you are worried about gains and losses again. In fact, you are worried about you. Jing'er cares about you in her heart, but you just haven't seen it."

Wu Anqing only thought that his son was comforting him, and his frown frowns were not relaxed. Seeing that his father could not appreciate Wu Jing'er's desire for fatherly love in his heart, Wu Pu explained: "Jing'er's fear of you is actually a kind of acceptance. She lost her parents when she was young, and it was Gandalf's group of men who brought her up. Gandalf's group of hands were covered with blood, but no one was born to like this kind of life. The more people they killed, the more sins the mercenaries became. Jing'er's appearance gave them a gift to heaven, and they regarded Guan Fu Jing'er as a kind of self-salvation. So, they treated Jing'er as an angel and cared for her meticulously.

But this is not what Jing'er wants. The blood of Chinese people is bleed on Jing'er, and her father should be strict in her subconscious mind. In Gandalf and others, Jing'er did not find the fatherly love in her subconscious mind. After returning to China, this search was unconsciously amplified. So she seems cautious whenever she faces you. This is just the kind of fatherly love she is confirming her subconscious mind, not that she is unwilling to accept you."

Seeing that Wu Anqing slowly showed a sudden enlightenment, Wu Pu summed up and said, "So, you have misunderstood."

Wu Anqing thought about it, as if that was the case. At that moment, Wu Jing'er happened to walk to the half-closed door. She did not walk in as carelessly as Wu Pu, but stood crouching the door frame at the door and gently buckled the door frame without saying a word, just staring at Wu Anqing with a stare.

Seeing Wu Jinger's appearance, thinking of Wu Pu's previous analysis, Wu Anqing felt a little sad when he felt unreasonable. He couldn't help but angrily and said to Wu Jinger: "You kid, the door is not closed. Why are you knocking on the door? Come in quickly."

"Oh!" Wu Jing'er's eyes flashed slightly, she quickly walked to the desk and reached her right hand in front of Wu Anqing. A chicken wing that was steaming in her palm shook, but it seemed like she was about to fly.

"Dad, let me - don't tell mom!"

"Yeah--Okay!" Wu Anqing's throat suddenly choked. He took the chicken wings and stuffed them into his mouth, muttering vaguely, "Well, um, Jing'er's skills have improved again. Go, go to the kitchen to help your mother."

"Oh!" Wu Jing'er withdrew her little hand and turned away and became lighter.

"What you guys analyzed is still a bit reliable." Seeing his daughter go out, Wu Anqing spit out the chicken bones, and the darkness on his face completely stretched out.

"Of course it's right..." Wu Puben wanted to say that the reason was correct was because he had the same experience, but when he thought about saying such words, he had to explain it for a long time, and he couldn't help but swallow it back. All the things in the past have passed, and the sufferings of the past are gone. Seeing that his parents are healthy, everything is worth it.

"By the way, Dad, you will go to Maolin County tomorrow. I have something here, please help me make an idea."

Wu Anqing had fully accepted his son's growth. He knew that his son had business matters and wanted to ask for advice. He immediately adjusted his sitting posture and became serious, "You said."

"I want to buy the land from the Nanjiao feedlot."

"What?" Wu Anqing almost jumped out of his seat in shock. He knew that his son had made some money in the past year, but only those who were used to fry the land were inevitably a bit of fun.

"Boy, you should focus on your work. Don't use a hammer and a stick, just like a monkey. Do the little things you have on hand first and think about other things. Do you need to tell you more about the truth that greed is not bad? Besides, the land in Nanjiao has been a breeding ground since ancient times. What can you do when you buy it? Could it be that you also want to raise chickens and ducks..."

Wu Pu ignored his father's scolding and interrupted: "Dad, don't rush to scold me first. It's not too late to listen to me finish speaking first."

Wu Anqing grinned and said, "You said."

"The area about 200 meters underground in the southern suburbs is a huge underground lake, which is the largest source of the Jialing River..."
Chapter completed!