Chapter 20: Calling back the soul of Little Fubao
The aroma of barbecue on the official road rose like smoke, and Wan Ersao and Wan Sansao showed their skills in barbecue.
Mrs. Wan had already collected enough firewood, and Mrs. Liu also got up to help with the chores.
As time goes by, the aroma of barbecue becomes stronger and stronger, as if it can captivate people's souls.
There was also a pot of meat stewed in a small pot, specially prepared for children, and it smelled delicious.
Little Fubao's cry was like thunder, startling the busy Mrs. Wan and also making Old Mrs. Wan feel a little nervous.
Little Fubao has been very well-behaved these two days and has never cried like this. Even when he is hungry, he will quietly snuggle in the adults' arms.
This is the first time this has happened.
"My dear, what's wrong with you? Wake up?"
Wan Ersao handed the work in her hands to Liu, then quickly ran over and picked up little Fubao.
Little Fubao's bare little butt was as delicate as white jade, and his two white legs were like lotus roots, kicking vigorously. His eyes were closed, and big tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes like pearls from a broken string.
Wan Ersao was extremely anxious as she watched Xiao Fubao crying heart-wrenchingly.
Old Mrs. Wan was also heartbroken and hurried forward to take little Fubao.
"My dear, I am your grandma, don't cry, grandma and mom are here, my dear, don't cry."
However, no matter how Grandma Wan tried to coax him, little Fubao continued to cry.
"Mom, could it be that she encountered a pack of wolves at night and got scared? Children can easily lose their souls when frightened. How about you call her soul back?"
Old Lady Wan woke up as if from a dream: "Yes, I am really old and confused. I guess he was frightened. I will call back the soul of little Fubao."
Old Lady Wan asked Second Sister Wan to bring out a piece of red cloth and gently cover the little Fubao's head. Then she began to call out, "God of the Earth, my child has lost her soul. Please find her for me. Please find her for me. When you find her, give her back to her mother. Little Fubao is back."
Old Mrs. Wan called out three times in a row, and little Fubao's crying indeed gradually became much quieter, but there were still intermittent sobbing sounds.
Wan Xingmo was extremely curious, so he walked gently to the side of Old Lady Wan and watched her calling the soul intently, finding it all extremely novel.
When the red cloth was lifted, little Fubao's delicate little face was revealed. Coincidentally, at this moment, little Fubao also opened his eyes wide and met Wan Xingmo's eyes.
"Big pot pot--" Little Fubao stretched out his two tender arms like a hungry bird, asking Wan Xingmo to hold him.
How could Wan Xingmo have any experience holding a child? However, when Mrs. Wan saw that Xiao Fubao loved Wan Xingmo so much, she was naturally very happy. This showed that her decision was right. This little boy was the noble man of her family.
Old Lady Wan skillfully wrapped little Fubao in a small quilt and handed it to Wan Xingmo, "Young Master, little Fubao likes you, do you want to try hugging him?"
Wan Xingmo stared at Xiao Fubao's bright big eyes, with crystal tears hanging in the corners of his eyes, and his chubby pink cheeks, like a juicy peach, which made him involuntarily stretch out his hand and take Xiao Fubao over.
As soon as little Fubao came into his arms, he immediately hugged Wan Xingmo's neck tightly and rubbed his little face gently. Wan Xingmo was a little dazed for a moment while holding this small and exquisite baby.
He was afraid that he would hurt the baby by using too much force, so he had to remain motionless, holding it stiffly like a sculpture.
When Old Lady Wan saw this, she couldn't help but find it funny. She didn't expect that this young master had such a lovely side.
Wan Xingmo's ears also turned red quietly, like ripe apples.
He touched little Fubao's chubby little feet. He was amazed by the soft touch, as smooth as silk. He had never thought that a little baby could be so cute.
"Big pot - stick - stick -" Wan Xingmo didn't understand what Xiao Fubao meant for a moment, but Wan Ersao understood, "Xiao Fubao, are you going to look for your father?"
Little Fubao nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice, and his pink little hands eagerly pointed in the direction where Wan Laoer and the others disappeared.
Wan Xingmo stared at the forest, then said to Wan Ersao, "Aunt, I happen to be free right now, how about I take my little sister to have a look?"
Wan Ersao naturally wanted it very much. With someone to help take care of the children, she could take time to make dried meat.
"Okay, go ahead, but be careful, the road in this forest is not easy to walk on."
Wan Xingmo nodded in agreement, picked up little Fubao and started to leave. Wan Xingchen watched eagerly and wanted to go too, but after taking a look at his mother, sister and father, he gave up with great reluctance. He felt that he should stay and take care of his family.
Little Fubao couldn't wait any longer. Her little body kept rushing forward, as if trying to break free from Wan Xingmo's arms.
Fortunately, Wan Xingmo was very strong and held little Fubao tightly.
"Big Pot—ah—ah—" Little Fubao was a little anxious. The words he wanted to say turned into a series of anxious "ahs" when they came to his lips.
But how could Wan Xingmo not understand what Xiao Fubao meant, so he also quickened his pace.
As soon as he entered the woods, Wan Xingmo immediately noticed something unusual. The woods were extremely quiet, without even a trace of wind. The Wan brothers had only been in for a while when they disappeared.
This is so strange, they just came in to cut down a few trees, they can't have gone too deep.
Did something happen?
Wan Xingmo looked at the little baby in his arms with doubt and uncertainty, his heart was filled with shock. It seemed that this little baby had some special ability and could sense danger?
Wan Xingmo was shocked. In order to verify his guess, he asked tentatively, "Little sister, is your father in danger?"
Little Fubao blinked her big eyes in confusion. She didn’t quite understand what Wan Xingmo said, but when she heard the word "Daddy", she nodded her little head quickly.
Wan Xingmo's eyes instantly became alert, and he looked around like a hawk.
The trees in the forest are lush and dense, and the hazy moonlight in the sky cannot penetrate through the layers of branches and leaves.
If he didn't have the ability to see at night, it would be impossible for him to notice anything unusual in the forest.
Even so, the range he could see clearly was extremely limited, no more than ten feet.
Wan Xingmo began to retreat holding Xiao Fubao in his arms. He couldn't let Xiao Fubao fall into danger.
"Big pot - tie - wo tie -" Little Fubao felt that Wan Xingmo was going to go back, she waved her little arms anxiously and pointed in one direction.
Wan Xingmo silently memorized the direction in his heart, then walked back in big strides, and at the same time comforted Xiao Fubao softly: "Be good sister, big brother will bring your father back soon.
Brother will take you back to find mother first, okay?"
Wan Xingmo had never been so patient in coaxing a little kid. This was a first time for him.
If Zhao saw this, she would probably doubt whether this was still her cold-hearted son.
Seeing little Fubao nodding obediently, Wan Xingmo finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't cry.
With the help of the firelight, Old Lady Wan saw a black shadow suddenly rushing out from the woods. She looked closely and found it was Wan Xingmo. She quickly stood up.
"Young Master, why did you come back so soon? Did you find someone?" Old Mrs. Wan asked puzzledly.
Wan Xingmo felt that the current situation was unclear and it would be better not to cause panic.
He calmly handed Little Fubao to Old Lady Wan and said, "I found it, but they need help over there, so I sent Little Fubao back first. The trees there are too lush, and I'm worried that the little sister will be hurt."
Old Lady Wan quickly took over the little Fubao and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young master."
Wan Xingmo's hands were empty and his heart instantly felt empty. The scent of milk from little Fubao was still lingering on his nose, but he quickly came to his senses.
"Grandma, please don't call me young master anymore. My name is Wan Xingmo, and my courtesy name is Lingyun. From now on, you can just call me Mo'er or Lingyun."
Mrs. Wan replied obediently: "Okay, Mo'er, thank you for your hard work."
Time was running out, so Wan Xingmo stopped being polite with Old Lady Wan and immediately returned to Zhao.
"Mom, several uncles of the Wan family seem to be in trouble, but I didn't dare tell Grandma Wan, fearing that she couldn't bear it. I'm going to rescue them now, and I'll leave this place to you.
Xingchen, you must protect them well. If you encounter villains, don't be soft-hearted. Remember, your duty is to keep our people safe."
Wan Xingmo whispered instructions to Zhao and Wan Xingchen in a low voice. Old Lady Wan and the others were far away and could not hear clearly.
Zhao warned Wan Xingmo worriedly, "Mo'er, you must be careful. You are not familiar with the situation in the forest. Don't act rashly."
Wan Xingchen tightly grasped his father's jet-black golden spear and vowed to Wan Xingmo: "Brother, don't worry, I was too soft-hearted just now. Don't worry, I have my father's spear in my hand, and I will never let those blind guys hurt them at all."
Wan Xingmo looked at the golden spear in Wan Xingchen's hand and felt much more at ease.
He immediately stood up and walked towards the woods with big strides.
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