Whether there were human traffickers on the Nine Realms Continent, Meng Wanwan didn't know, but her friends heard her shouts.
Meng Wanwan's shrill scream was like fireworks, exploding on the tranquil river surface.
The friends who were catching fish suddenly rushed over.
Zhu Ting was gathering some plants, thinking that he would treat the two families to a good meal that evening, and the Meng family's house should be finished by tomorrow.
Suddenly hearing Meng Wanwan's sharp scream, she was so frightened that her hand trembled, and the water vegetables she had already picked fell directly into the river and were washed away.
The children, wielding wooden forks, rushed towards Meng Wanwan's location.
Zhu Ting then rushed over quickly.
When they arrived, they saw little Meng Wanwan with her mouth covered, saying something anxiously.
"Let go of the child! You big bad guy!" A seven or eight-year-old boy yelled and charged over with a wooden fork.
Zhu Ting also ran over and picked up a wooden stick from the shore to try to rescue Meng Wanwan.
Helian Xiao was completely numb. Meng Wanwan's hands were like iron clamps, fixing his hand to her mouth!
That brat!
"It's a misunderstanding! I'm not a kidnapper! You brat, let go... Ouch~"
The wooden fork pierced Helian Xiao's foot, causing him to scream in pain and throw Meng Wanwan away.
Meng Wanwan was thrown into the water like a small cannonball.
With a splash, several children rushed to pull her out.
Zhu Ting rushed to Helian Xiao's side and looked at him with a solemn expression.
Helian Xiao felt that she should be the leader, and since she was a little older than him, about the same age, she could also reason with him.
So he quickly explained, "My little beauty, I really... Ouch!"
Zhu Ting, his face contorted with rage, stabbed the wooden stick into his other foot.
Helian Xiao plopped down in the water, and the other children who had gathered around rushed over, pushed him into the water, and started beating him!
Meng Wanwan was pulled out and brought to Zhu Ting's side. Zhu Ting, still shaken, held Meng Wanwan and said to the other children, "Alright, let's go quickly. These past few days, outsiders have been coming and going in our town, attracting some bad people. Let's not go out to play for now. I'll make up for the grilled fish I owe you next time. Thank you for saving the child today."
After saying that, she stared at Helian Xiao, who was struggling to climb out of the water, and urged the children onto the bamboo raft. Under Helian Xiao's shocked and aggrieved gaze, she rowed away on the bamboo raft.
Helian Xiao felt his worldview crumble: "What's going on? This brat did this on purpose, didn't she?"
"Huh? She actually got involved with an indigenous person?"
He stood up, hands on his hips, and roared, "What kind of development is this?! Who did I offend? Everyone who sees me will beat me up. I can't even beat an old man, and now I'm getting beaten up by kids. Can't this go on?"
He shook his hair violently, revealing a large bruise beneath his messy short hair.
Clearly, this wasn't the first time he'd been beaten.
After roaring, Helian Xiao gathered his strength and chased after the bamboo raft.
He refused to believe that the world in the painting was so unreasonable.
He must catch up with this brat and ask her what she's up to!
The bamboo raft went much faster on the way back. Zhu Ting stopped frequently along the way, and only after sending all the other children home did she carry Meng Wanwan ashore.
It was only noon, and the outline of the Meng family's house had already been built. The old master Zhu stood with his hands behind his back, watching the three masters and apprentices busy at work, nodding and giving instructions.
As soon as Zhu Ting carried Meng Wanwan ashore, Old Master Zhu turned around to look at them and asked in surprise, "Why are you back so soon?"
Zhu Ting said with a very bad expression, "I ran into someone over there who almost kidnapped the doll. Grandpa, these outsiders are really annoying."
Meng Xiuyi, who was nailing wooden planks to the roof beam and was far from the image of a Confucian scholar, jumped down and asked coldly, "Are you all alright?"
As he spoke, he picked Meng Wanwan up and examined her closely.
Meng Wanwan was already numb from being carried around so much that she let Meng Xiuyi look her over from both sides.
The old men said, "Come and rest at my house."
I was in Meng Xiuyi's arms, looking aggrieved.
But her little hand gently pinched her father's arm, and Meng Xiuyi instantly understood, his tense emotions dissipating by half.
Upon entering the Zhu family's residence, the old master told them to find a place to sit, while he instructed Zhu Ting, "Don't set up your stall until these people leave. These practitioners are a mixed bag; you don't know if they're human or ghost."
Zhu Ting nodded repeatedly, still feeling lingering fear about Meng Wanwan almost being taken away.
So he apologized to Meng Xiuyi: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken the baby to such a dangerous place at this critical moment."
Meng Xiuyi shook her head: "Miss, there's no need to blame yourself. This was not your fault."
However, Zhu Ting was still somewhat disappointed.
Meng Wanwan really liked this gentle and kind older sister, so she felt a little uneasy and ran over to hug her.
"Give me a hug, Sister Ting."
Zhu Ting picked her up: "You're such a good baby, let's go see the flowers."
As she spoke, she glanced cautiously at Meng Xiuyi, as if seeking her consent.
Her large, watery eyes were filled with expectation, which made Meng Xiuyi feel particularly sad for some reason.
He nodded: "Go ahead."
Suppressing her discomfort, Meng Xiuyi watched them enter the room, while she and her two apprentices continued building the house.
We need to keep building houses, otherwise it will be inconvenient to exchange information.
Since entering, they have not dared to use the power of that space without permission, for fear of causing a bad reaction.
Now, all we're waiting for is this house.
Zhu Ting planted a flower that looked like a small trumpet. There was no flowerpot; the small flower was simply planted in a broken bowl.
Zhu Ting placed the flowers on the windowsill by her bedside. When the window was opened, the sunlight shone directly on them, and the small purple flowers shimmered with golden light.
Meng Wanwan leaned against the windowsill, looking at the unremarkable little flower, and asked Zhu Ting, "Sister, what's the name of this flower?"
Zhu Ting bent down on the other side, a smile on her face, and said, "I named it Dawn. It was grown from a seed that Grandpa gave me. Isn't it beautiful?"
Meng Wanwan asked, puzzled, "Why is it called Dawn?"
Zhu Ting looked tenderly at the flower: "Dawn is breaking and darkness is receding; this is the most touching moment of the day. This flower also bloomed at that time, and it has never withered even after a year. I think calling it Dawn is most appropriate."
Meng Wanwan exclaimed in surprise, "It's been blooming for a year! Could it be a fake flower?"
Zhu Ting laughed: "No, it's true. Smell it, it smells really good."
Meng Wanwan leaned closer and took a sniff. A fresh and elegant fragrance wafted towards her, and for some reason, it felt very familiar.
Zhu Ting pointed to the area below the window: "Look down there, those are the tea trees I planted. I always feel that these two plants together give off a particularly pleasant aroma."
Meng Wanwan stuck her head out of the window and smelled a scent that was even more familiar to her.
"Huh? This smell..."
It smells just like Daddy's!
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