Xiao Ding asked this key question, which made the two stop. They looked at each other, with a trace of confusion and helplessness in their eyes. They didn't know where to find Xiao Ning, as if they were lost in a vast fog and at a loss.
At this time, Xiao Ding spoke again: "Ning'er said he will be back in ten days or half a month, so you just wait. The child has grown up, and you can't control him, right? Don't worry, he won't be bullied." There was a hint of helplessness and relief in his tone.
After Chu Qian heard his words, the unhappiness on her face became more obvious. She pouted and complained, "Did Ning'er say hello to you? That's why you're not in a hurry?"
She stared at Xiao Ding closely, as if trying to find the answer from his expression.
Xiao Ding coughed instantly, the sound was a little unnatural, his eyes flickered, as if he was trying to hide his inner embarrassment.
"No way! How could he discuss this with me? He always tells you when he will come to see me." His voice was a little low, and he seemed to be trying to make his tone sound firm.
Chu Qian narrowed her eyes, revealing a hint of doubt. She looked at Xiao Ding carefully, trying to see through his heart. However, Xiao Ding always firmly said that he didn't know, and his expression seemed a little stubborn.
In the end, Chu Qian had no other choice. She sighed helplessly and said, "Ning'er! When will you be more obedient?"
Her voice was filled with worry and longing for her son.
At this time, Xiao Ning was sitting in a dilapidated carriage, heading into the distance. He sat in front of the carriage, holding the reins tightly in his hands, and kept driving the horses forward. The carriage bumped on the rugged road, making a creaking sound, as if telling the story of this long journey.
In this way, he walked for a long time. Seven days passed, and he finally came to a dead forest. He got off the carriage and began to walk into the forest. The trees in the forest were dry and had no vitality. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, which made a rustling sound when stepped on.
Xiao Ning walked carefully, his steps were very light, for fear of disturbing everything around him. His eyes searched everywhere, hoping to find some clues. After a long journey, he finally stopped.
In front of him, a wooden house stood quietly. The appearance of the wooden house was a little shabby, but it revealed a kind of ancient atmosphere. In the yard, a strong man was chopping wood. His movements were skillful and powerful, and each axe fell on the wood accurately, making a crisp sound.
When he heard footsteps, he turned around, smiled, and said:
“You’re here.”
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