Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 569 The poor old man who was "disliked"
Looking at the documents in his hand, although the expression on Ji Chentian's face was struggling in pain, he was always smiling.

With the vicissitudes and wrinkled corners of the eyes, there is also a softness that has never been seen before.

very nice.

It was exactly as he had guessed, he and An Ran, the love that their previous generation could not accomplish, was passed on by their next generation to help them realize it.

Perhaps, in the dark, everything has already been doomed by God.

look at -
In the man's cloudy eyes, there was a moving crystal.

At this time, Ji Chentian is just an ordinary man who loves her deeply in his heart, a forbearing father who is unwilling to tell the story of that incident even if his only biological son hates him for the rest of his life, Just a poor old man who can no longer walk...

The chaotic tears became crystal clear, adding a little flickering light in the indifferent yellow light.
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A certain girl who hadn't spoken for a while, saw the old male god of their family crying with tears streaming down her face, and the softest part of the little person was touched again.

In fact, Momo is a child who knows what to love and what to hate, for the person she hates, she will make him tremble from the bottom of his heart;

However, for those she cares about, she will always maintain the softest childlike heart.

Suddenly, a certain girl who was standing upright by the bed jumped onto the big bed without any hesitation.

Then--
I didn't know where to take out a handkerchief, and while wiping the crying man's face, he said in a pink voice:

"Old male god, don't cry, you are so old, why are you crying more than me!

Look, look, one by one, so ugly, so ugly, not handsome at all.

You are the old god of our family, don’t cry, don’t cry~~~”

As she said that, the girl's pink mouth turned up on purpose, with a look of deliberate disgust.

However, although the claws of the girl holding the handkerchief seem rough and powerful, their movements are small and soft.
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The comforted old man was amused by the little girl's series of comforting words.

Momo seems to be born with a kind of magical power, a kind of magical power that can make people's teeth itch with hatred, but they like it in their hearts.

And the boy standing by the bed looked at the old and the young in front of him, obviously he was a baby himself, but he looked extremely relieved and cold, his thin pink lips outlined a charming arc.

Yes, this old man who has regretted his whole life is the father of their old man, that is, their grandfather, a poor old man who needs to be loved and cared for.
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One was lost, and the handkerchief in the girl's hand fell into Ji Chentian's arms.

Rough big hands pick it up.

but--
When Ji Chentian saw the corner of the handkerchief, the small flower delicately embroidered with four-color petals, the face that was originally amused was frozen in a daze.

"this---"

Ji Chentian's old and somewhat hoarse voice trembled with excitement.

Gu Tianmo knew what the poor old man was thinking, pointed at the pretty little flower with his little finger and said:

"This handkerchief—
This is embroidered by our big goddess~~~"

As she said that, a certain girl had a haughty look on her face.

"The one embroidered by grandma is at Mommy's."

In the last sentence, Momo's voice was a little faint.

(End of this chapter)