Zhizhi: [Taoist, Taoist]
Chen Shi'an: [What's wrong, Little Cicada?]
Zhizhi: [Did Lin Meng Qiu go to your Taoist Temple? [cry][cry]]
Chen Shi'an: [Huh, how did you know, Little Cicada?]
Seeing his reply, the girl still curled up in bed clutched her head and rolled around, wailing. She really had! She really had!
Chen Shi'an: [Do you want to come over too, Little Cicada?]
Zhizhi: [I can't [cry][cry]]
Chen Shi'an: [Okay, I'll come visit you for New Year on the fourth.]
Zhizhi: [Did Lin Meng Qiu go up the mountain to see you by herself?]
Chen Shi'an: [No, Uncle Lin came along to offer incense too.]
Oh.
Then it was fine.
That was much easier to accept than the Ice Block Spirit staying alone with him on the mountain. With Principal Lin there, she didn't believe the Ice Block Spirit would dare try anything.
Forget it. Back to sleep.
Wen Zhixia pulled the covers over her head and lay back down.
Before long, she started rolling around and wailing again.
Aaaaah!
You sneaky Ice Block Spirit! Just you wait! Just you wait!
Taking advantage of the reception at the foot of the mountain, Chen Shi'an replied to the girl's messages. By the time he put his phone away, the three of them had entered the village.
Villagers occasionally looked over curiously along the way, asking with smiles who the father and daughter were. Chen Shi'an readily introduced them.
Likewise, he introduced Uncle Lin and the Class Monitor to the little village at the foot of the mountain as they walked.
"Your hometown must be doing pretty well now, Uncle Lin?"
"Yes, they've made it quite lovely over the years. I don't go back much these days. There are only some distant relatives and fellow villagers left. I only take Meng Qiu