Chapter 6: Daddy will come

"Mother, A Ning is not afraid."

She wiped her tears again, went to the mountain behind the village, and then picked up the firewood on the ground. She couldn't do much. She was still too young. She couldn't do anything. She couldn't even save her mother.

When Old Lady Niu came back in the afternoon, she inexplicably found a small bundle of firewood in front of her house.

"Who put this?" Old Lady Niu picked up the firewood on the ground, which was quite light. She took the firewood in without thinking too much, and wondered if someone picked it up and forgot it here. If someone wanted it, she would return it to others. Afterall, it was just a matter of a bundle of firewood, and she was not greedy for this small bundle of firewood.

When the next day came, she found that there was a small bundle of firewood at the door of her house. Who put it here again? How could someone throw it here for two days. It was like that for several days. Every day, a small bundle of firewood will be placed in front of her house. Neither too big, nor too heavy.

She asked several people, but no one knew about it, and some people even made fun of her, saying that the firewood was delivered to her door, but she was asking what to do. Although firewood is everywhere in the mountains, it takes time to collect it. Everybody would be busy in their farmland. They wouldn't have much time to collect firewood. Don't think that firewood is not very valuable. It was something everybody needed but it was not available for money.

If this was someone else, maybe they would feel like they were lucky enough to be able to get free firewood at their door every day, but Old Lady Niu was not that kind of person. She knows that there was no free help. If she took other people's things, she naturally wanted to return them. Now that she took other people's firewood, she still wondered how she should pay back in the future?

Besides, she wanted to know who put it in their door step.

So, on this day, Old Lady Niu didn't go to the field. She just waited outside, wanting to know who sent the firewood to their home. She had been waiting for most of the day, but no one came. In her heart, she couldn't help but feel a little sullen. Could it be that her luck was really bad that when she was here, no one came?

Just when she was about to leave, she saw a little figure coming over from far away, carrying a bundle of firewood on her back.

That was…

Old Lady Niu rubbed her eyes, all because she was afraid that she might be mistaken. As a result, the figure got closer and closer. Of course, Lady Niu also knew this person, who else would it be if not Shen Qing Ci?

She saw the little one who was just a tiny little baby, thin as a little bone, but had a very white face, and some patches were added to the clothes on her body. She didn't know if she patched it up herself. The patch was not well made, it was a bit crooked, and it could barely block a few holes.

She carried a bundle of firewood on her small back which seemed to be heavier than her body. When she reached the door of Old Lady Niu, she put the firewood at the door. And then she turned and left.

Old Lady Niu felt a pain in her heart. When she brought the small bundle of firewood inside, all she could imagine was how the little child picked up the firewood with her little hand, and how she did it step by step. She had carried it on her back and placed it in front of her house.

She knew that this child was a stubborn child and she was kind. She was using the firewood to repay her family's kindness.

But this firewood, how could she bear to burn it?

Shen Qing Ci opened the broken door of her home. The place was dilapidated and no one comes in. It doesn't matter whether the door is locked or not. Of course, this was not because of anything else but there was nothing here, just a old worn out quilt, an old table with a broken leg, and a little girl whom no one wanted.

She walked into the kitchen, took out a gourd scoop, stepped on a small wooden pier, scooped some water from it, and drank it. She was small and didn't have much strength, so she got up in the morning. Very early, when the people in the village did not wake up, she used this gourd scoop to scoop water into this water tank. There was not much water in the water tank, and she could not even heat it. She didn't even have a sweet potato in her home, so she drank cold water and nibble on the old hard bun.

She can eat one bun for three days. After three days, the rich lady will put one by the door outside. She was not picky and could eat anything, because she knew that she will not stay here for too long. She was waiting for her father.

Daddy…

She hasn't seen her father in a long time. She didn't dare to think about what her father looked like, because she was sorry for Daddy and she had no face to meet him.

She hugged the rags and cotton wool tightly, and smelled the scent on it. It was her mother's. She could smell it. She missed her mother and father.

Her daddy is the best daddy in the world. Although he doesn't like to laugh before others, he likes to laugh with her. Although he was harsh to other people, he treated her as a pearl in his palm.

Whenever she made any mistakes, Daddy never blamed her, just smiled and rubbed the top of her head.

A Ning is not afraid, because daddy will come.

Yes, she has a daddy. She was not afraid, because she has a daddy, and her daddy is a general. She can run rampant in the capital; she can do whatever she wants. No one would blame her.

Because no matter whether it was her daddy or her elder sister, they all know that she has suffered. She has no mother, and her mother is gone because of them.

She took her hands out of the quilt. They were so small; they were the hands of a four-year-old child. Their fingertips were all small, tender and pink. Now these little hands were covered with scars, these were all the injuries she got while collecting firewood.

However, only when she was injured, she could feel that her hand was hurting and she still has her hands.

Her hand was cut off by Lou Zi Yin and that man because they wanted her to hand over the Lou family's Perfume Recipe. But she didn't have it, so they cut off her hands.

And she hasn't seen her hands for a long time. She put her little hands on her face. It's nice to have hands. She rubbed her face with her tiny hand.

She didn't want to go to other people's places, she just wanted to stay here, because there was still the lingering smell of her mother here. But, very soon, even the that is going to disappear, just like her mother, can no longer accompany her.