Chapter 1339

As the plane slowly landed, Zhang Ya took off her blindfold. Although she had the idea of sleeping, she woke up all the way.

After arriving in Kyoto, Wan Xingke looks relaxed, holding Zhang Ya's arm and laughing. Wan Xinghao follows them silently.

As soon as I left the airport, I saw a black MABAT parked outside. When I saw Zhang Ya and others, several people came down from the car to take their luggage and welcome them to the car.

As soon as Zhang ya got in the car, he saw a man sitting in the car. The man looked up and down at Zhang Ya, and a slightly distant smile appeared: "is aunt Wanya right?"

Zhang Ya heard the address and nodded: "en."

"I am wanxingzong." Wan Xingzong looks at Zhang Ya and stretches out his hand.

Is there anything I need to be told? ]

[only one, beware of wanxingzong. ]

yilanyou's advice is still echoing in his ear. Unexpectedly, he saw Zhengzhu so soon. Zhang yaton raised his mouth and held out his hand: "hello."

Zhang Ya was quiet all the way from the airport to the ten thousand family. After arriving at the ten thousand family, several people were welcomed in by servants.

Entering the living room, Zhang Ya saw the ten thousand masters sitting in the wheelchair.

Seeing Zhang Ya come in, the master of the house is very excited. Subconsciously, he pulls the clothes and puts them on. His face is full of warm smile: "little ya, come here quickly."

Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao and WAN Xingke. This time, when he passed by, he opened his mouth and called out to the Lord of thousands

It's hard to say the word "Dad". Even in the face of President Yan's adoptive father who raised her for many years, she can't speak, let alone a nearly unknown Master.

"Yes." When the Master heard Zhang Ya's name, his original excited mood suddenly dissipated and his smile froze, but his eyes were still full of love: "it's been a hard journey."

"All right." Zhang Ya smiles a little bit.

"Hungry?" Asked the master.

"No, there's a meal on the plane." Zhang Ya replied.

"The one that doesn't taste good, housekeeper, you make people prepare to eat." The master of ten thousand families turned around and said.

"OK." The housekeeper smiled and said, "master, please take your time. Don't scare miss ya."

"My own daughter is not scared." The master of the house glanced at the housekeeper displeased. He was too busy.

“……” When the housekeeper saw that the master was so happy, he didn't say anything. He nodded to Zhang Ya and then turned to ask the servant to prepare the meal.

"Grandpa, my brother and I went back to our room first." Wanxingke stretched out a little, but she was a little tired.

"Go back and have a good rest. You've worked hard." Said the master.

"Yes." Wan Xingke reached out and poked Zhang Ya on the cheek when he passed by: "see you later."

"Tut!" The master frowned: "this is your aunt. How come she is not big or small!"

“……” Wan Xingke vomited her tongue and went up the stairs quietly.

Wan Xinghao looks at Zhang Ya and follows Wan Xingke up the stairs.

"Grandpa, I'm busy." Said Wan Xingzong.

"Well, get busy." The master nodded his head.

Wan Xingzong looked at Zhang Ya and went straight out of the door. When he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared.

To take such a thing and ask him to go in person, the old man is really confused.

Hum.

After wanxingzong left, Zhang Yacai began to feel embarrassed.

It's the same with wanjiazhu. They don't know what to say when they get along.

The lack of mutual memory makes the two people even want to communicate without knowing where to start.

I'm worried that my performance is not good enough. I'm worried that I'll say something wrong. Whether it's Wan Jiazhu or Zhang Ya, I'm too cautious and unfamiliar.

"That..." "Come and sit here," said the master

"Yes." Zhang YAYING sits on the sofa next to the master of thousands.

"Have some fruit." Said the master.

"Good." Zhang Ya reached for an orange, peeled it and handed it half to the master.

"For me?" The master of the family was stunned for a moment.

"Yes." Zhang Ya nodded his head, and then doubted, "don't you like oranges?"

"Like, like." The master smiled and nodded to take the orange and said, "you liked to eat oranges and oranges when you were little."

"When I was a child I can't remember. " Zhang Ya shakes her head. Her memory before the orphanage has almost disappeared.

“……” The master of the ten thousand family was stunned for a moment, but he felt that he had said something wrong. For a while, he didn't know what to do.

"But you can tell me." Zhang Ya said with a smile.

"You want to hear it?" The eyes of the Lord of thousands are bright.

"Well, I want to hear that." Zhang Ya nodded and looked at the master.

Anyway, the man in front of us is his father, a white haired old man. Zhang Ya has a smile on his mouth. It's not easy for the old man in his whole life, so it's natural to coax him.

"Then I'll tell you something about your birth, when you were..." Wanjia master recalled Wanya's childhood with a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Ya listened quietly and smiled sometimes.

It seems that the master of the ten thousand family is not as prim as when he first met Zhang Ya. The atmosphere between them is much more harmonious.

Like listening to other people's past events, Zhang Ya is very strange to the childhood described by the master, but he still looks interested in it.

Until the housekeeper came back and told him that he could have dinner, the master took Zhang Ya to the restaurant. Watching Zhang Ya eating fish porridge, the master looked gentle and careful, like looking at his favorite treasure.

Zhang Ya's eyes are shy to the Lords, but unconsciously, the softest place in his heart is also touched by their unreserved affection.

After eating, Zhang Ya gave the gifts prepared by principal Yan to the owners of thousands of families: "these gifts were brought by my foster father. They are all small gifts. I hope you don't dislike them."

"No, it won't." Wanjiazhu opened several paintings and calligraphy and appreciated them with satisfaction: "I am grateful that he has taken care of you so well." Turning around, the master told the housekeeper, "remember to prepare some gifts for little ya to take back."

"OK." The housekeeper nodded his head and said, "I've got it." After a pause, the housekeeper said, "Sir, you should let miss ya go upstairs to have a rest..." It's not good to keep pestering people. "Then... Ok... " The master nodded, "take a good rest after you return to your room. I'll tell you more about when you were three in the evening."