The Secret of the Seal

Under the shadow of the moonlight, Qin Dong’s face is not really cut, but his eyes are flickering and faint, as if he were alive, revealing the emotions deep inside him. There are complaints and hate, there is love and affection, the world's emotions, the eyes of Qin Dong as a stage, taking turns, watching Mifen are a little intoxicated general feeling.

Mifen knew that Qin Dong’s mood must be complicated to the extreme, and it was difficult to reach the extreme. She wanted to say something to comfort and comfort Qin Dong, but every time she opened her mouth, she couldn’t spit it out.

Da da da……

A footstep sounded, and Mifen looked up and saw it, but it was Miao Tao, carrying a food box in one hand and holding the jar in one hand, walking quickly.

"Three, haven't eaten yet, I will give you some food."

Qin Dong smiled slightly, this Miao Tao is still hearted. But the monks, there is no other meaning in addition to the pastime and the taste of eating. Miao Tao knows this, but she still has to send meals in one fell swoop, I’m afraid there is something to say.

Sure enough, after Miao Tao put the dishes together, they were full of sly Qin Dong. They said, "Three, I am really sorry. My grandfather is this temper. You should never go to your heart."

"Your grandfather?" Qin Dong looked at Miao Tao.

Miao Tao helped Qin Dong to fill the wine. "My grandfather Miao Tianfang is the patriarch of the Dong Miao nationality."

Qin Dong today saw that Miao Tao and Miao Tianfang were similar, but their attitude towards each other was really not like a grandparent. From the beginning to the end, Miao Tao did not scream a grandfather, and Miao Tian’s attitude toward Miao Tao did not mean to regard him as a grandson. Calling to drink, roaring, bad attitude, and even not comparable to those ordinary people.

Seeing the doubts of Qin Dong, Miao Tao smiled and said, "My grandfather is still good to me, and it is stricter to my father. In his words, it is called equal treatment!"

As a family leader, it is absolutely a noble quality to treat his son's grandson with ordinary people. If this is not the case, Miao Tianfang may not have such a high prestige in the Dong Miao nationality.

Although Muffin was very unruly to Miao Tian, ​​he could not help but admire. Just like this, but suffering Miao Tao and his father, I think the pressure on both of them must not be light. Although Miao Tianfang is the same, the two have different identities from the ordinary people. If they can't be outstanding, they are equally criticized. The son of the head of the patriarch, the grandson, is the mud that can't help the wall. Can you not lose face?

"Then your father, is it among the dozens of Dongmiao monks?" Qin Dong took a sip of wine and asked casually.

Until the wine turned a few circles in the mouth, the taste was absorbed by the taste buds, after swallowing the stomach, Qin Dong has not heard the response of Miao Tao, can not help but look forward to him.

Miao Tao’s face was suddenly filled with sorrow and sorrow, which made Qin Dong’s heart a little shocked.

Sure enough, after Miao Tao took a breath, she slowly said, "I am already dead."

"How did you die?" Although Qin Dong knew that such a question was not appropriate, the sadness on Miao Tao’s face made him unable to help himself.

"It was killed by the animals of the Xi Miao nationality!" Miao Tao's face suddenly swelled with anger and murderous anger and anger, a pair of eyes bursting, murderous wind.

"Why are they killing your father?" Miffin asked awkwardly.

Miao Tao seems to be reluctant to say more, lowering her head and drinking silently.