Chapter 340

Jun Mohan's sigh of missing made Feng Sujin's heart tremble. She also missed him, and without him, she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Feng Sujin wanted to say that I miss you too, but her lips moved and pressed it down. When he came back, it would be better to say this miss than on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Sujin held the phone and could feel her heart beating. She really missed her Mr. Jun.

Habits are actually quite a scary thing. She used to fall asleep in his arms at night. Recently, he went down to inspect and sometimes not come back for two or three days. Every night, she would miss him especially, miss that embrace.

Feng Sujin thought and took a deep breath, now is not the time to think about it.

She quickly returned to the ward and saw her father sitting by the bed, as if waiting for her quietly.

"Dad, I..."

Feng Sujin didn't know how to explain her martial arts to her father.

Before she could say anything, Feng Yi Yue interrupted her and sighed: "My daughter has grown up and is so good now."

Feng Sujin looked at her father's expression, her eyes widened, "Dad, can you accept that I know martial arts?"

Feng Yi Yue nodded lovingly and sighed, "It used to be a bad father, I always wanted to keep you safe, but now I feel that in this world, only by being strong and stronger can you protect yourself. , Dad hopes my daughter can protect herself, hope you become stronger, as for martial arts..."

Speaking of this, Feng Yiyue paused, with reminiscence and nostalgia in his eyes, "Jin'er, do you still remember Fei Huawu that your mother gave you when you were a child?"

When Feng Sujin heard her father's words, she suddenly thought of the past.

At that time, she was about ten years old. Her mother taught her to practice dancing. She said that the flying flower dance was the most beautiful.

At that time, there was a tree in the yard of the family. In spring, the flowers rustled and fell, so she took the flowers and practiced the flying flower dance. The whole yard was full of petals. It was so nice and beautiful at that time.

Feng Yiyue and Feng Sujin both missed their home at the time, and after a long while, Feng Yiyue interrupted their memories, "Jin'er, it's actually a set of exercises, suitable for you to use a silver needle as a weapon to protect yourself."

Feng Sujin listened to her father's words and opened her eyes in disbelief, "Dad, you said, you said it was a set of exercises? Not dance? This... how is this possible?"

Feng Yiyue sighed and said: "It used to be that your father was not good. Your mother taught you martial arts. I always felt that the girl's family couldn't live a normal life. Dad didn't agree. I thought I could protect you. With my sister, I didn't expect..."

The more Feng Yi said, the more apologetic, if she had told her daughter earlier, would she have suffered less.

Feng Sujin's head hummed. She remembered many things that her mother taught her when she was young. Now that she thinks about it, they are all useful. Her mother taught her how to distinguish the natural environment, how to live in the wild, teach her astronomy and geography, and also Some play in the yard with mud on the walls and piles of mud, and interact with birds and so on... Even dancing is a practice method?

She thought about it, her face changed, "Dad, what is the identity of mother?"

She remembered that when she had a fight with Mrs. Feng, Mrs. Feng said that the assassination was related to her mother, and her mother's identity was unknown, and she said that it was related to her father.

(Dears, I love you more than my heart, please vote for the recommendation, ahhhhh)