"Master Dangdang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The little boy immediately forgot about looking for someone, sat down next to Luo Dangdang, looked up at him with his big, dark eyes full of worry, and grabbed his sleeve with his little hands to hug him.
Luo Dangdang was panting heavily. The moment he was hugged by the little baby, it was as if he had suddenly been given a mouthful of air, and he recovered instantly, and the color returned to his face.
Exhausted, Luo Dangdang's head was buzzing, and his vision was about to be filled with blackness. Just then, a sudden clarity made him feel dazed.
The little baby's rosy cheeks suddenly became clear in front of him. Luo Dangdang looked directly into the little baby's bright, clear eyes, his confusion mixed with worry.
What could be more touching than receiving the purest care when someone is at their most vulnerable?
Moreover, this was probably the first time in Luo Dangdang's life, having grown up in the mountains, that she had ever felt such innocent and pure care, without a trace of impurity.
Luo Dangdang blushed instantly, awkwardly hugging the adorable little bundle of joy, and coughed lightly, "It's alright, it's alright, let's go, we should go find someone!"
Although Luo Dangdang deliberately lowered her voice, the little boy, who always had good hearing, could still clearly hear the sobbing inside.
The little baby was confused and didn't know what had happened. Although she was being held in Master Dangdang's arms and couldn't see Luo Dangdang's red eyes, she could smell the bitter taste of tears as soon as she moved her little nose.
"It's okay, don't cry, Master Dangdang. If Master Dangdang isn't feeling well, Niannian and her sisters can tell him stories! Mother said that sick people should lie in bed, drink their medicine, and listen to stories!"
When the little baby is sick or injured, he will cry and cling to his mother's arms. So when the unwell Taoist priest cried, the little baby didn't find it strange at all and comforted him in a sweet, childish voice, just like a big sister.
As proud and aloof as Luo Dangdang was, he would never let any more babies see him crying pitifully. He immediately blinked, sniffed, and coughed lightly again, "It's alright! Daoist Dangdang is all better now!"
This time, Luo Dangdang's voice sounded much more normal.
The little dumpling tilted his head back, his bright black eyes staring straight at him. His little face hardened, and in a childish voice, he mimicked his dear mother's emphasis, saying with great seriousness:
"Babies shouldn't avoid seeing a doctor when they're sick. If they're sick, they should go to the doctor, take their medicine, and go to sleep!"
Luo Dangdang really didn't want to cry anymore. He looked at his little darling, who was still so hard to fool, with a mix of amusement and exasperation, and quickly assured her again, "Daoist Dangdang is really alright! I was just tired, and I'm fine after resting for a while!"
The little boy blinked his mischievous eyes, looking up and down several times before finally saying in his babyish voice, under Luo Dangdang's sincere and expectant gaze, "Okay, let's go find them!"
Luo Dangdang breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the little baby and was about to go find his older brother and the other two little ones when he heard Luo Dang's voice at the cave entrance, "My junior brother is in seclusion inside performing a ritual. You can't go in!"
Is it because the people who are eager to know the results can't wait any longer?
Just as Luo Dangdang was wondering, the person who said "I can't wait" came with a disdainful sneer.
"What's wrong with him coming in? I think he's just too scared to come out! This is the last day of the ritual, it should be over by now. I bet you're all really regretful right now, you should have said it would last eighty-one days, right? You could have lived an extra month!"
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