Di and Ying followed the old housekeeper on this clean path and went to the backyard in various twists and turns.
As soon as you enter the backyard, you can clearly tell at a glance which small courtyard Qian Xiner lives in.
Only in that small courtyard, the snow up and down, front and back, had been swept cleanly and taken care of.
Di Ying estimated that all the old housekeeper's energy was spent taking care of Qian Xiner.
Qian Xiner was able to survive thanks to such a loyal old housekeeper.
Following the old housekeeper into the courtyard, the old housekeeper spoke through the door of the main room.
"Miss, there are officials from the court here. Don't be afraid. The official here is a good one. Your father is hopefully back."
The room was quiet, and there was no responding sound.
The old housekeeper wanted to knock on the door, but Di Ying stopped him.
Di Ying walked onto the porch, walked to the window of the side room, and said warmly: "Qian Xiner, your father's case is missing the most important and direct evidence.
Qian Xiner, you are very brave and have persisted. Just because you want to wait for your father to come home, right?
Your father never gave up hope of returning home. He and the old housekeeper have been working hard on this.
You should work harder, try harder, and let me see your face. Don't worry, let's see if we can still find any evidence favorable to your father, okay?
Don't be afraid, appearance cannot affect the kindness and beauty in your heart.
Don't worry about scaring me, I've seen many little fairies with broken wings.
Do you know what a little fairy with broken wings is?
Every little life is transformed from a star in the sky to the human world and becomes a human being. When they came, they all had a pair of very beautiful wings on their backs, and they looked very, very beautiful and cute.
However, sometimes, when flying down, we encounter thunder, storm, rain and snow, and our wings are accidentally damaged or broken.
Therefore, in the process of growing up, small flaws of this kind and that will appear.
Therefore, they need to be braver and work harder than others in order to be like other normal people.
But God is also fair. Although it accidentally broke the wings of these little fairies, it also made up for it in other ways.
You see, it caused you to encounter an accident, but it gave you an extremely beautiful and happy past, the best father and old housekeeper in the world, and the luck of having enough food and clothing.
You also know that many children still don’t have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. They also suffered a lot of hardships, more and more difficult setbacks than having a bad face.
you……"
Before Di Ying finished speaking, the door opened.
A frail figure who was a little out of shape and whose clothes appeared to be extremely wide appeared at the door.
Wearing a gauze veil, she didn't even step out of the threshold. She just leaned against the door frame and asked him timidly.
"Sir, you said, you said, I...I am also a little fairy, but a little fairy whose wings have been broken. Is it a little star? Is it...?"
"right!"
Di Ying turned around, faced the little girl brightly, nodded vigorously and affirmatively, and at the same time let the light of encouragement fill her eyes.
"So, little fairy, are you willing to work with me to find a way to bring your father back and repair your beautiful wings?"
The little girl listened and hesitated.
The side of her head was pressed against the door frame, rubbing gently, as if she was fighting very hard against herself.
But he was obviously a little excited, moving his toes back and forth on the ground.
Seeing this, Di Ying smiled and stretched out a hand, a few steps away, as if pulling her in some way, with encouragement in her voice.
"Come on, step out slowly. Look at these white snows. They know they will be stained and melted, but they are still falling down.
How brave and beautiful, just like the invisible wings behind you, how they want to see the sun. "
The little girl still didn't reply.
It's just that his fingers dug into the door frame a little harder, and his head slowly looked back behind him, then at the snow in the corner of the yard, and... the sky above his head.
Hesitating, struggling...
Di Ying didn't speak anymore, maintaining this posture and a gentle and encouraging smile, waiting.
"Sir, can you...can you really let my father come home?"
After waiting for dozens of breaths, the little girl finally spoke. It was his father who asked.
The smile on Di Ying's face deepened and she nodded firmly: "Yes!"
He can really do it. He can do it with just a stroke of a pen.
But what he has to do now is to wait for an opportunity and give his father justice.
Catch and release is never that simple.
Of course, there is no need to say that to the little girl.
Qian Xiner raised her feet and shrank when she heard that she could help her father go home. But finally came out bravely.
His whole body was trembling with fear, but he walked out.
The old housekeeper covered his mouth, stepped back slightly, and cried until he was choked and silent.
Now, he believes that Di Ying is a good official, really a good official. There is hope that his master will come back.
Di Ying was looking at Qian Xiner, watching her move towards him step by step, slowly and tremblingly.
Then, faster and faster, the pace is getting bigger and bigger.
As she approached, Di Ying slowly retracted her hand, as if leading her to him.
Qian Xiner seemed to be able to feel the pull. She bit her lower lip and used all her strength to restrain her urge to escape back to the house.
Facing that smile as warm as the sun, I walked over step by step.
When he got closer, he took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest, and met those eyes as firm as the sea. Suddenly, his heart stopped panicking.
She gathered her skirt and bowed, and said in a weak but steady voice: "I beg you, sir, to give justice to the daughter of the people and my father."
Di Ying's smile widened.
But my heart was already so sour that it was a complete mess.
He knew what kind of suffering and torture every step of this was for Qian Xiner, but she did it, really did it.
Great, great!
He bent down, stretched out his hands, and made a gesture of support. Answer affirmatively in a firmer and stronger voice: "Don't worry, I'm here."
The little girl stood up and said "hmm" softly.
The ending sound of "um" is very long and shaky, carrying trust and expectation.
…
Afterwards, the old housekeeper moved a chair from the house and asked the eldest lady to sit under the porch.
Qian Xiner was in a good mood at this time. Although she was still a little hesitant when she took off the veil, she didn't hesitate for long.
She just inexplicably believed that the adults in front of her would not dislike her ugliness, let alone despise her.
Of course Di Ying wouldn't despise her. He didn't even think Qian Xiner's face was ugly.
He squatted in front of Qian Xiner, always keeping a smile on his face. After getting Qian Xiner's permission, he gently touched the skin on her face with the pad of his index finger.
