Chapter 11 The Old Man's Sorrow

Upon hearing Ling Xiao's reply, the old man immediately got up and went to check on Ling Xiao's condition. After discovering that Ling Xiao was completely healed, he burst into tears on the spot, thanking God for allowing his grandson to recover so quickly. He knew the extent of Ling Xiao's injury; normally, Ling Xiao wouldn't have recovered by today. In the old man's eyes, Ling Xiao's recovery was nothing short of a miracle.

"Where did the food in your hand come from?" the old man asked with a serious expression. In fact, he was worried that Ling Xiao, being young and ignorant, might steal chickens and eggs from the villagers.

"This morning, after I got up, I went out for a walk and happened to come across five pheasants. I killed one with a stone, injured another, and the other three ran away. I also went to look for them and found six eggs, so I brought them all back. On my way back, I also encountered a silly rabbit that ran into a tree and got stunned, so I brought that one back too. The two that are still alive are tied up and in my room," Ling Xiao explained calmly and methodically.

"Take me to see those two live animals first," the old man requested. Actually, he was worried and wanted to see them to confirm, even though there were differences between pheasants and domestic chickens, Ling Xiao couldn't tell the difference.

Ling Xiao was very helpless, but he could only listen to the old man and lead him to Ling Xiao's room.

After checking repeatedly, the old man confirmed that it was not raised by the villagers and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't raised by the villagers, that was fine.

Afterwards, he started eating with Ling Xiao. As they ate, the old man thought of his son and daughter-in-law. Back then, his daughter-in-law helped with the housework, while his son took care of everything in the fields. His son felt sorry for him because of his age and couldn't bear to see him do heavy work, so he didn't let him do anything except for small things at home. Only during the busy farming season could his daughter-in-law and he go over to help. But all this beauty was destroyed by that damned war!

"Grandpa, are you alright?" Seeing the old man's ferocious expression, Ling Xiao couldn't help but ask, afraid that something might have happened to his grandfather. He didn't want his new family member to be gone just like that.

"Grandpa is fine, he was just thinking about some unpleasant memories." Seeing Ling Xiao's concern, the old man couldn't help but comfort him. He didn't want his grandson to live in hatred like he did. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he still had a grandson to take care of, he would have stopped living long ago and would have gone with his son when he died.

"Grandpa, do you miss my dad?"

"Yes, I was thinking of my son and daughter-in-law," the old man said sadly. Seeing the old man's expression, Ling Xiao immediately stepped forward and took his hand.

"Grandpa, what kind of person was my father?" Ling Xiao asked. In the original owner's memory, the memory of his father was already blurred, and the memory of his mother was limited to what his grandfather had told him, leaving only a vague impression formed by himself.

"Your father..."

While eating, the old man introduced his son and daughter-in-law to Ling Xiao. As he spoke, he began to sob uncontrollably, leaving Ling Xiao unsure how to comfort him. All he could do was hold the old man's hand tightly.

"Grandpa, you still have me, everything will be alright," Ling Xiao said firmly.

"Yes, the two of us, grandfather and grandson, together, can definitely create a better future." The old man didn't discourage Ling Xiao, but encouraged him. After all, Ling Xiao was about to awaken his martial soul. He didn't ask for much, just that Ling Xiao have innate soul power and not be like him, an old farmer. Being an old farmer is really hard, and sometimes you can't even control your own life.