She sat up and looked around, "How did I get back?"
"You were affected by Asura Power and fainted on the spot."
Qian Xunji sat down by the bed and held her hand.
"I took you away from Slaughter City, flew all the way back, and asked the healing department Soul Master to check on you. They said you were fine, but you just didn't wake up."
"Do you know how worried I am?"
Bibi Dong looked at the worry on his face and the stubble on his chin, and suddenly reached out and hugged him.
"Are you that nervous?"
"Yeah." Qian Xunji hugged her tightly, "My heart was pounding."
"Really? Tell me."
She said, putting her ear against his chest.
Qian Xunji was made to laugh by her.
"Why should I be nervous now? You're already awake."
"Well, I just want to hear it."
The two of them just hugged each other, and no one said a word.
After a long time, Bibi Dong sat up straight.
"I want to see Xiao Xue."
Qian Xunji thought for a while and then came up with an idea, "How about we make a cake and surprise Xiao Xue? By the way, we can celebrate your return from Slaughter City."
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. After staying in Slaughter City for so long, she faced blood and corpses every day. She wanted to take a bite of something sweet.
"What a great idea. I just want something sweet."
Just do it.
The two came to the kitchen, Qian Xunji took out flour, eggs, sugar from Angel Ring, and put the oven...
Bibi Dong put on an apron and stood in front of the chopping board to beat eggs, while Qian Xunji was sifting flour aside.
The two occasionally bumped shoulders, occasionally fought over bowls, and occasionally argued over how much sugar to put in.
Bibi Dong Pour the batter into the mold and bake it in the oven.
After a while, the sweet aroma wafted out of the oven and filled the entire kitchen.
Qian Xunji took out the baked cake, spread it with whipped cream, and placed a few fruits on it.
"Xiao Xue Have you ever eaten cake?"
"I haven't eaten it yet."
Bibi Dong complained, "Why don't you make a cake for your daughter?"
Qian Xunji was innocent, "I planned to do it, but she said she would wait for you to eat it."
Hearing this, the expression on Bibi Dong's face changed instantly.
"My daughter is so kind to me, even the cake is thinking of me."
Qian Xunji said sourly, "Am I not good to you?"
"Xiao Xue is better than you."
"Huh? It seems like my butt is itchy."
"What are you doing?"
Then, there were two snapping sounds from the kitchen.
Spirit City, at the entrance of a two-story small home.
Qian Renxue rode little Bicycle back from the market with Liu Xiulan.
There were several handfuls of vegetables and a fish in the cart basket. Her short legs were kicking very fast, and Liu Xiulan was trotting behind to catch up.
"Xiao Xue Slow down, don't fall!"
"No!"
Qian Renxue Without looking back, little Bicycle turned into the courtyard gate and stopped steadily in the middle of the courtyard.
She jumped out of the car and was about to call her grandma when she saw Bi Dashan walking out of the house with his hands behind his back and a mysterious smile on his face.
"Xiao Xue, what do you think grandpa did?"
Qian Renxue tilted his head. "What?"
Bi Dashan took out a Wooden Sword from behind.
The blade of the sword was polished very smooth, and several circles of red rope were wrapped around the hilt to prevent it from slipping. There was also a small crooked flower engraved on the scabbard.
The entire sword is about forty centimeters long, which fits a child's hand just right.
Liu Xiulan walked in carrying the dishes and took a look at the sword.
"Isn't it sold in this city? I saw several shops selling it last time."
"Can it be the same?" Bi Dashan handed the sword to Qian Renxue, "This is made by grandpa himself. It is unique and shows his heart!"
Qian Renxue took Wooden Sword, held it with both hands, and imitated adults' clasping fists.
"Grandpa Crab."
Bi Dashan was so happy that all the wrinkles on his face bloomed with laughter.
He bent down, picked up his granddaughter, lifted her over his head, and spun her around in the yard.
Qian Renxue was spun so hard that he giggled. The Wooden Sword in his hand almost flew out, so he quickly tightened his grip.
"Grandpa, it's going to fall!"
Bi Dashan put her down and kissed her on the cheek.
"Grandpa's Xiao Xue is the best."
Qian Renxue hugged Wooden Sword, her face turned red from being kissed.
She glanced at the sword in her hand, and then at her grandfather who was smiling from ear to ear, with the corners of his mouth curled up.
This is a sword made by my grandfather. It is unique.
In the backyard, the moonlight is like water.
Qian Renxue was sitting on a small stool, with his two little feet soaked in a wooden basin. The water occasionally splashed out and wet the bluestone beneath his feet.
She raised her little head and looked at the scattered stars in the sky.
Spirit City The night is always like this, there are not many stars, but the moon is very bright.
Bi Dashan was lying on the bamboo chair next to him, swaying the cattail leaf fan, one at a time.
"Grandpa."
"Huh?"
"When will father and mother come back?"
"Soon."
"Grandpa said the same thing last time."
Bi Dashan scratched his head in embarrassment, "Maybe... he's already on his way here."
Qian Renxue looked at his embarrassed look and couldn't help but smile.
She didn't ask any more questions, pretended to be happy and said "hmm", then turned back and continued to look at the stars.
She knew that grandpa didn't mean to lie to her, he just didn't know how to answer.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps suddenly coming from the house.
Then came the voice of Liu Xiulan, trembling and disbelieving.
"Dong'er! You're back!"
The two people in the backyard were stunned at the same time.
Bi Dashan sat up from the recliner and dropped the cattail leaf fan on the ground without even bothering to pick it up.
Qian Renxue even pulled his little feet out of the basin, water splashed all over the floor, and ran into the house barefoot.
She ran across the living room. The threshold was a bit high. She stumbled and almost fell. She held her hand on the door frame to steady herself and raised her head - there were two people standing at the door.
Qian Xunji was standing next to it holding a round thing wrapped in oil paper in his hand.
And beside him, stood a woman.
She has long purple hair, a fair face, and gentle eyes looking at herself.
And Bibi Dong looked at the little man with bare feet, a little messy hair, and a flushed face, and opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck in his throat and could not come out.
After more than half a year, her daughter can walk and even run. Her hair has grown longer. From the little baby who could only lie in her swaddling clothes and moan, she has become the little girl who can now run over by herself and hold on to the door frame to stand firm.
She was afraid, afraid that her daughter would not recognize her, afraid that her daughter would avoid her, afraid that her daughter would look at her like a stranger.
"Mom..."
She opened her little arms and ran towards Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong hurriedly knelt down and took her daughter into her arms.
"Xiao Xue...Xiao Xue... You have not forgotten your mother... You have not forgotten your mother."
Qian Renxue was hugged tightly by her, and she was a little out of breath, but she didn't struggle.
She stretched out her little hand and patted Bibi Dong awkwardly on the back, like an adult coaxing a child.
"Mom, don't cry, Xiao Xue is here, Xiao Xue has not forgotten."