After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

As usual, little Ayao walked into the yard with a rattle.

As little A'yao walked around, the sound of the rattle could be heard from time to time, attracting Fu Jichu's attention.

Little Ayao originally wanted to put the rattle directly on the table.

But she sensed Fu Jichu's unusual look.

She let go of the wet nurse's hand and walked towards Fu Jichu.

"Miss..." The wet nurse stood nervously by the side.

Little A'yao ignored him and walked straight to Fu Jichu.

She stuffed the rattle in her hand into Fu Jichu's arms.

"Play...play..."

Because little A-yao was born prematurely, she started walking later than other children and spoke less.

Fu Jichu understood.

She wanted him to play.

As if possessed by a ghost, Fu Jichu picked up the rattle and gently shook it a few times.

The rattle made a pleasant "dong dong" sound.

"Hey Hey!"

Little Ayao clapped her hands excitedly.

She can't speak and can only use "hehe" to express her joy.

Fu Jichu stared at little A'yao in a daze.

When my father had the accident, my mother was already six months pregnant.

The parents prepared various baby items for their second child early on.

Among them, there is a rattle.

That was done by my father himself.

If my younger brother or sister could be born safely, he or she would probably be able to grow up carefree and happily like the little girl in front of me.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.

Fu Jichu's eyes flickered and filled with water.

Little Ayao seemed to sense the change in his mood.

She raised her chubby little hands and wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

But because he was not tall enough, the fat boy's hand slapped the scar on his left cheek.

Fu Jichu paused for a moment.

The wet nurse beside her turned pale with fear.

"Hoohoo...don't cry..."

The childish voice suddenly penetrated into his ears and went straight into his heart.

The innocent and bright smile on her face was like a ray of sunshine, penetrating the layers of fog in his heart and burning his soul.

Later, little Ayao stayed in his yard for longer and longer periods of time, sometimes even staying for a whole day.

And he was not as cold towards Xiao Ayao as he was towards others.

He was very patient with her.

He no longer confined himself to the small courtyard, but would walk around other places in the village with little A'yao.

He noticed that Song Dalei's caravan was becoming increasingly difficult to run, so out of a grateful attitude, he offered to help Song Dalei run the caravan.

He had just started to get busy at that time, and everything was a new challenge for him, but he still took time out every day to accompany little Ayao and let her play to her heart's content.

Until one day, he was hunted down by his enemies in the business world.

Although the opponent was dealt with by the brothers of the Black Hawk Gang, his arm was accidentally hit by an arrow.

After he came back, he had a high fever and was in a coma for several days. When he woke up, he saw little A'yao lying on his lap.

"Uncle Fu, don't be afraid."

"You are the most important person to Ayao. Ayao will definitely protect you!"

That tender and sweet voice was forever engraved in his heart.

From that time on, Fu Jichu regarded little Ayao as the most important person to him and took her under his wing.

Later, little Ayao grew up gradually and it was time for her to start to learn.

But the entire village is full of rough and uncouth men, and few of them can read.

Fu Jichu took the initiative to volunteer to take on the responsibility of educating little Ayao.

He taught her to read and write, to compose poetry and to paint.

Although in little Ayao's heart, all this was not as interesting as him playing nine-ring game with her for an entire afternoon.

He gradually sealed up the past and buried the past pain deep in his heart.

But when did the two of them start to become distant?

At that time, he had just moved to Liancheng with his brothers, and his foundation was still unstable, so he was busy until late at night every day.

He brought eight-year-old Ayao to Liancheng. Worried that she would be bored, he specially invited children from nearby villagers to play with her.

He thought that with the company of people of the same age, Ayao would be happier than before in the mountains.

But one day, when he was handling business, he passed by Qinglian Courtyard and heard laughter coming from inside. He thought of going in to take a look at Ayao.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the gate, he saw a scene that suffocated him -

Ayao was kneeling on the ground, with a little fat boy sitting on her back and riding her like a horse.

At that moment, the humiliation buried in the memory and the tears in the eyes of the girl in front of him were intertwined.

It stung his eyes deeply.

He snatched the whip from his men like a madman, pushed the wheelchair into the yard, and swung the whip at the fat man regardless of anything.

The little fat boy fell to the ground and cried out in pain at first.

But gradually, there were more and more whip marks on his body, his bloody body was a horrible sight, and he gradually lost his voice.

Hei Jue was worried that he might really cause a death, so he stepped forward and snatched the whip from his hand.

At this time, Ayao was already scared silly.

She stared at Fu Jichu blankly, her eyes unfamiliar, as if she had just met him for the first time.

Fu Jichu suddenly came back to his senses.

"Ayao..."

Ayao didn't say anything, her body went limp and she fainted.

That night, Ayao had a high fever.

When I woke up again, I didn't remember what happened before.

The doctor said that this was an instinctive reaction of the body after being frightened, and because the memory was too painful, she didn't want to think about it again.

Fu Jichu felt deep regret and self-blame in his heart.

He failed to protect her and failed to control his cruelty in front of her.

He wanted to make it up to her.

But after Ah Yao woke up, she began to fear him and distance herself from him.

Every time I see his eyes, they are like a frightened little rabbit.

This hurt him very much.

From then on, he sent people to strengthen the guard of Qinglian Courtyard and bought the lively Qingqing as his maid.

Gradually, Ayao regained her usual smile.

With Qingqing's company, she began to become playful and playful again.

But I still feel fear towards him.

In order to lower Ayao's defenses, he sent people to bring her various toys every day, planted a lot of lotus flowers in the yard, and tried not to contact her.

During that period, Liancheng's industry was booming, and he was very busy every day.

When he couldn't bear it any longer, he would sneak into the Qinglian Courtyard in the middle of the night to take a look at the sleeping Ayao.

Relying on such contact, he survived one tiring night after another.

Later he became the feared Mr. Fu in Liancheng.

And Ayao grew into a graceful young lady.

On his 25th birthday, she finally took the initiative to walk into the gambling house and came to his side.

Although there was still fear in her eyes, the smile on her face was as bright as when he first met her.

"Happy birthday, Uncle."

she said.

Fu Jichu almost burst into tears.

His baby finally returned to him.