"Tanghulu~Tanghulu~"

When Yan Baibai pulled Zi Er downstairs, they happened to see an octogenarian carrying a candied haws passing by the restaurant.

"Hey, fairy, do you want candied haws?"

Before Yan Baibai could wave, the man noticed Yan Baibai and Zi Er and took the initiative to step forward and ask.

"Yes, how much are your candied haws?" Yan Baibai walked forward to check the candied haws stuck on the straw sticks. Seeing that they were of good quality, she asked.

Of course Yan Baibai would not buy only for Zi Er, and finally bought all the candied haws with ten low-grade spirit stones.

After the old man selling candied haws left, Zi Er snatched the straw stick from Yan Baibai's hand and held it easily with one hand.

"Mom, I'll take it." Zi Er said as he took a string of candied haws and handed it to Yan Baibai: "Mom, you eat it."

"Thank you, Zi Er." Yan Baibai took the candied haws from Zi Er's hand and quickly plucked one, then passed it to Zi Er's mouth: "Try it, Zi Er too."

The two of them walked back while eating. Yan Baibai deliberately walked very slowly, and Zi Er naturally did not rush her.

Yan Baibai was avoiding the people in the box, so Zi Er naturally wanted to spend more time alone with Yan Baibai.

“Snap—”

When passing by the lobby on the first floor, a slapping sound suddenly came from the high platform inside the lobby.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's continue from where we left off."

There was a square table on a high platform inside the hall. Behind the table stood a middle-aged man in a green robe. There was a cup of tea and a piece of wood on the table.

When Yan Baibai looked over, the middle-aged man just took his hand away from the wood block and stroked his beard.

This is a storyteller, and the sudden "pop" sound just now was made by him hitting the table with the template on the table. The purpose was to attract the attention of people around him and at the same time achieve the effect of silencing the scene.

"Everyone knows that Xuancheng five hundred years ago was not as prosperous as it is now. At that time, Xuancheng's spiritual energy was scarce, and there were not many cultivators here. At that time, our Xuancheng's city lord was only a foundation-building cultivator..."

"Back then, 'Fubaijiulou' wasn't called that. This story begins with a young couple who stayed at the inn five hundred years ago..."

Yan Baibai stopped when she was about to go upstairs. She pulled Zi Er to an empty seat at the edge of the hall and sat down.

"...The couple left quietly, but it left a deep impression on the shopkeeper at the time. He knew from the beginning that the couple wouldn't remain in such a difficult situation forever, but he also assumed he'd never see them again."

"Not long after, the demons invaded. Although the demon army primarily targeted Lucheng, Xuancheng was also affected. The inn came under attack by the demons. Just as the people inside were about to be killed by the demon beasts, at the critical moment, a flash of silver light appeared. Amidst lightning and thunder, the huge demon beast collapsed. After the dust cleared, a tall figure slowly appeared before everyone."

"Guess what, everyone! The man who suddenly appeared like a savior was the young couple's husband. He's become very powerful, but he's missing the person who braved the dangerous forest to search for herbs for him..."

"The shopkeeper learned through questioning that the young man had returned to repay his gratitude. His wife said that the shopkeeper had helped them in their time of need, and that he should repay her..."

The storyteller continued, and after hearing this, Yan Baibai had already left his seat with Zi Er.

She had indeed taught Xiao Changhen this. It turned out that he had always remembered it...

The two went upstairs. Yan Baibai remained silent, with no change in his expression, but Zi Er spoke.

"Mother, what the storyteller tells are not stories, they are all true." Although Zi Er didn't know why his mother had left him for so long, his intuition told him that he must tell her everything he knew.

"The young man the storyteller is talking about is Father Changhen."

"How did Zi Er know?" How could Yan Baibai not know that this was true?

"Because Zi Er was there at that time, he was resting on Changhen's father's shoulder, but for some reason, Zi Er wasn't in the story."

Zi Er clearly didn't understand why this happened, but he didn't dwell on it. He continued to say to Yan Baibai, "Although Zi Er doesn't know why Mother suddenly disappeared at that time, he can sense that Father missed you terribly. He missed you for over five hundred years. The shopkeeper opened this restaurant with Father's help, and it was Father who gave it the name."

"'Bai Bai' is my mother's name, so the 'Bai' in 'Fu Bai Restaurant' must also be taken from her."

The more Zi Er spoke, the more he felt it made sense. At this point, he immediately thought of the many names related to the word "white" in his father's territory. Suddenly, he had an epiphany and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"Why are you crying again?" Yan Baibai immediately coaxed him, "Zi Er, you're a little man now. Don't cry all the time, okay?"

This time, Zi Er listened to Yan Baibai's words and did not shed tears. He nodded solemnly to Yan Baibai.

"Yes, mother." Zi Er's eyes showed a hint of determination: "I am a man, I will protect mother."

"good."

"System, how come Zi Er, as a demon, cries so easily?" Yan Baibai only reacted at this time and asked the system in some confusion.

"Host, Zi Er is only a young demon. Like a mother's love, the longing for her mother is the purest emotion in the world. Moreover, all living things have spirits. Even demons and monsters born and raised by nature, if truly heartbroken, might shed more tears than Zi Er!"

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