After delivering the civilians surnamed Liu to Zhuque Base, Mister Luo went deep into the Fenshui Region. After several days, he finally saw Blizzard Base.
He quietly paid the tax and entered the base.
When he arrived outside the compound he had bought earlier and got out of the vehicle, he heard all kinds of sounds coming from inside.
There was a rooster crowing, dogs barking, children playing noisily, and babies crying.
It was noisy and lively, brimming with vitality.
Mister Luo came to the gate and knocked.
A moment later.
The gate opened.
A seven- or eight-year-old boy raised his head and looked at Mister Luo. In a childish voice, he asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Mister Luo had been away for several months, and he was wearing a mask as well. It was perfectly normal that the child did not recognize him.
He squatted down and said with a smile, "Is Little Dao here?"
"Oh, you're looking for Big Sister Little Dao."
The boy turned around and shouted with all his might, "Big Sister Little Dao, someone's looking for you!"
"Who is it?"
Little Dao came out of the house, carrying a five- or six-year-old child in each hand and lecturing them as she walked.
"Xiaoming, you can't snatch Xiaoyu's toys anymore."
"Xiaoyu, you too. If Xiaoming takes your things, just tell me. Don't bite him."
Mister Luo looked over.
After not seeing her for some time, Little Dao had grown quite a bit taller.
She already looked like a graceful young girl.
However, she cultivated and frequently practiced Combat Skills, so her figure was well-proportioned and did not give anyone a frail impression.
She set the two children down. Several hens, chased by a yellow dog, ran past her. Attracted by the animals, the two children