Chapter 1563 - 904: Ironwood Blossoms Again? The Cutest Little Tuanzi
Chapter 1563: Chapter 904: Ironwood Blossoms Again? The Cutest Little Tuanzi
The setting sun slanted low, its afterglow stretching the shadows long. Accompanied by a sudden burst of cicadas’ buzzing, Huo Family’s little pink dumpling plopped down to the ground, her hat knocked off, a face of confusion.
She never thought she would meet her father this way.
The little girl bit her lip, feeling a mix of anger and annoyance, the orange-red sunset lighting up her little face even redder.
Huo Qinqi quickly turned around to see her sitting on the ground, the hat that used to sit on her head had been knocked off. Her look towards him was one of bewilderment and innocence.
Seemingly unsure how to handle the situation in front of her.
Huo Qinqi reached out, his broad fingers grasping her little arm, effortlessly pulling her up. He kneeled down half-squatting, seriously looking at her, "Where did you fall?"
It’s hard to tell if it was the heat or the buzzing cicadas that made his naturally hoarse voice even deeper.
The little girl shook her head, her eyes seemingly moistened, not because of the pain from the fall, but from the embarrassment of making such a fool of herself in front of her father.
"Does it really not hurt?" Huo Qinqi was never a gentle person, and even though his tone softened, his gaze remained sharp enough to kill.
"No, it doesn’t hurt."
Huo Qinqi put down the backpack and small water bottle in his hand, picked up the hat that had fallen to the ground, dusted off the dirt, and looked at her, "Want to put it back on?"
"Yes."
Huo Qinqi raised his hand, carefully helping her put the hat back on. He then brushed off the dust that had clung to her clothes and pants, picked up the backpack and small water bottle at hand, "Let’s go inside."
This time, he dared not take big steps but instead matched her pace, walking very slowly. The little girl covertly glanced at him, but being so short, all she could see was his broad hand.
His hand was very big—
It felt like it was even bigger than her face.
"This lad..." Huo Zheng, watching Huo Qinqi’s behavior, felt a bit annoyed, "Why not just pick the child up directly? What’s he doing? I..."
"Alright, alright, let’s hurry inside, don’t worry about it, their father-daughter have their own way of interacting." Liang Yun pulled her husband inside.
Huo Qinqi also considered picking up his daughter but thought that these hands had bought vegetables, touched fish, brushed off dirt, awfully dirty...
At the root, it was still unfamiliar. People said his daughter adored him, but they barely spent any real time together. Even when Shen Shuci brought the child to the base to spend New Year’s with him, it was always hurried; he really didn’t know how to please her.
Just as he was pondering whether he should say something, he felt something brush against his hand.
Lowering his eyes...
He found the little pink dumpling walking beside him, reaching out as if trying to hold his hand.
Perhaps sensing his awareness, the little girl, instead of retracting in fear, surprisingly...
Suddenly reached out, clutching two of his fingers.
The little girl’s palm was burning hot, indescribably soft.
She held on tightly, afraid he might run away!
Her eyes stared straight ahead, as if it wasn’t she doing it.
Huo Qinqi’s body stiffened, feeling as if a warm current had washed over his heart, gently flowing, instantly softening his emotions.
He moved his fingers slightly, gently locking in her little hand.
The little girl felt delighted in an instant.
As they walked, the shadows of the big and small were stretched long by the afterglow of the sunset, the little girl’s small face flushed, but the corners of her mouth were lifted high.
The Huo Family members crouched nearby, whispering to each other:
"Never expected the young lady would take the initiative first. Our master has truly... remained unchanged all these years."
Huo Qinqi wasn’t without change, his heart was thoughtful, longing, the more he cared, the more careful he became.
To say it plainly, his current status is like that of a stranger bearing the title of father; although they often video call, real-life interaction is a whole different story.
And the Huo Family members continued their chatter:
"Our young lady is definitely destined for great things. Despite her cutely soft and adorable looks, she’s got a bold heart. Since young, she’s known exactly what she wants."
"I think so too. Take the time she insisted on watching the military drill as an example. Typically, you could distract most kids with some trinkets, and they’d give up, but she held firm. She’d rather go without and follow through."
"Didn’t you all notice it caught our master off guard? Haha, he probably never saw it coming."
...
Huo Zheng was still grumbling about how useless that wooden stump of a man was, when he saw the father and daughter, hand in hand, entering the house, leaving him somewhat amazed.
Well—
This old iron tree of theirs, besides being proactive when pursuing his wife, seems to be blooming once again?