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Before he could even feel smug, Commander Sheng, who was standing next to him, kicked him. This time, the unprepared He Monian was kicked so hard that he almost fell over. Commander Sheng glanced at him and added in a nonchalant tone, "If you break the things inside, I'll take back what I just said."

He Monian, who had been staggering a moment ago, immediately steadied himself upon hearing these words, looking at the two nets he was carrying with lingering fear.

Good heavens, I almost dropped my wife and broke her.

Before he could say anything, Commander Sheng snorted coldly again.

"Move everything in the car. Remember, if one of you falls, what I said earlier... hehe."

After saying this, Commander Sheng pulled a bewildered Nan Qing inside. He had only said one sentence, and now Nan Qing dared to openly flirt with his daughter right in front of him?

This kid, he's really something else, he'll climb up any ladder you give him, huh? Wanting to be the Sheng family's son-in-law isn't that easy.

Commander Sheng carried a bag of Beijing white pears in one hand and held Nan Qing's hand in the other. In addition to the Beijing white pears, he also brought back some apples and persimmons, which are fruits that are hard to come by in Jiangcheng.

Nan Qing glanced back at He Monian and saw him happily carrying a bunch of things behind him.

When Nan Qing looked over, he even gave her a particularly silly smile.

She thought this was the way He Monian and her father got along. She knew that her father thought highly of He Monian and had praised him to her before he came, saying how well he performed in the army and that he was a natural-born soldier who was suited to lead troops into battle.

After carrying the things to the main room, He Monian picked up the thermos and added some hot water to Commander Sheng and Nan Qing's teacups. Then he said solicitously that he would go and cook first.

Commander Sheng filled the dining table with the things she brought: two or three kinds of fruit, various kinds of milk powder, and some frozen mutton and beef.

For lunch, we had a piece of beef brisket stewed with potatoes, as well as ginseng and pheasant soup that He Monian had stewed that morning. We also had a plate of sausage and cured meat.

The cured pork and sausages were just made last month, so they're perfectly dry and fragrant right now.

If he already felt this kid deserved a kick before, then when Nan Qing put sausages on his plate and then put a few more on He Monian's plate, his desire to kick the kid reached its peak.

However, Nanqing felt she had to maintain her kind image, so she could only glare at He Monian secretly before turning back to tell Nanqing to eat more and not to put food on their plates.

But habits are hard to define. Before, He Monian always refused to eat the meat and vegetables on the table, and would only eat the part that was put into his bowl.

So over the past few months, Nan Qing has indeed developed the habit of picking up some food for herself and then picking up a piece for He Monian with her own chopsticks.

So Commander Sheng remained very silent during the meal, and He Monian belatedly realized that he had a bad feeling.

Despite his unease, every time Nan Qing slightly moved a little bit of food towards him, he didn't slow down his movement of extending the bowl over.

And so, at the table, there were three people: one was somewhat silent, and the other, though outwardly calm, was inwardly delighted.

Nan Qing felt incredibly busy during the meal, having to serve herself, her father, and occasionally, as was her habit, He Monian.

After the meal, He Monian naturally tidied up the table, while Nan Qing and Commander Sheng sat under the eaves chatting about everyday things.

Commander Sheng also subtly mentioned to Nan Qing that they could bring her back to Beijing next year.

He couldn't stay long this time either, so after finishing his meal and sitting for another half hour, he got up to go back.

At this moment, his accompanying guards and Captain Lin were waiting outside the door. He repeated his instructions to Nan Qing several times. Before Nan Qing returned to the city, it was inconvenient for him to come here again. He sighed heavily in his heart, still worried.

He patted Nanqing's hand, telling her to stay seated and not to see him off. It was best to keep the fact that he and Nanqing were father and daughter a secret.

Commander Sheng glanced at He Monian, who had been standing next to the father and daughter, and said, "He Monian, come with me." He then turned and walked into the courtyard. In the end, Nan Qing didn't know what her father and He Monian were talking about in the courtyard.

Anyway, after Commander Sheng left, Nan Qing noticed that He Monian's attitude towards her had changed quite significantly.

No, it wasn't a huge change, it was just the way he looked at her that felt so familiar...

In her memory, He Monian was a shy young man whose face and neck would turn red after talking to him for a few words.

Now... he doesn't seem so shy anymore.

Some things have even started to develop in a direction she's very familiar with...

That night, Nan Qing lay in her warm bed, with a movie she hadn't finished watching the night before playing on her tablet.

Although her eyes were fixed on the tablet, her mind was already far away. After a while, she communicated with Xiao Ba, who was also watching a movie, using her consciousness:

"Xiao Ba, don't you think He Monian's behavior and even his eyes look very familiar?"

"I feel like he's starting to resemble Shen Moqiu a bit."

"No, that's not right either. Sometimes she seems a bit like Shi Bei."

"Could he have some connection with Shen Moqiu?"

Nan Qing suddenly sat up in bed, and the more she talked, the more she felt that this was possible. The current He Monian and the Shen Moqiu of the past really had many similarities.

They don't look alike, but their aura and the way he looks at me lately are very similar.

He couldn't use divine power in the small world either, otherwise he could have just looked at He Monian's past and present lives. So for these chosen ones of destiny in the small world, Xiao Ba, who could contact the Heavenly Dao, was more convenient than her.

[Host, you're probably overthinking it. This world has different dimensions of time and space compared to Shen Moqiu's world, and it doesn't belong to any small world.]

Even if it's reincarnation, Shen Moqiu and He Monian in this small world will have no connection whatsoever.

[Perhaps it's because they're all chosen ones? It's normal for people chosen by Heaven to share some similarities in certain aspects.]

She also knew that what Xiao Ba said was in accordance with the law of reincarnation in the three realms. Theoretically speaking, it was impossible for some mortals in each small world to escape from their own small world.

Even if one is reincarnated, no matter how many times one goes through reincarnation, one is always in that small world.

At this moment, Nan Qing's face showed a rare silence. Although the laws governing the world were as they were, she still felt that something was not quite right. So in the end, she asked Xiao Ba to inquire about the Heavenly Dao of this world.

Let's check if Shen Moqiu's name appears in He Mo's five lifetimes, or if there are any unusual circumstances.

However, Xiao Ba received the same answer from the Heavenly Dao: He Monian's five reincarnations in this life were all normal.

This reply also temporarily suppressed Nanqing's feeling that things were a bit strange.

However, neither she nor Xiao Ba knew that in the most mysterious place in this world, an old man nervously stroked his long white beard...