Chapter 563: Destined to be the leader of our Alanweng tribe
Although the ancestor Alan is old, he has strong narrative and judgment abilities, and he points out the actual situation very accurately.
Bai Yangfan subconsciously glanced at Lu Jingheng, who nodded slightly at her, indicating that she didn't need to hide anything. What was the point of hiding it when everyone already knew?
What's more, the person in the portrait is indeed Lan'er, so there is no need to hide it.
The two of them were in tune with each other. With just a glance from Bai Yangfan, Lu Jingheng got Vasukoya out.
Zhuang Liya and Huang Weixuan were no longer surprised, but the six Alans in the room were still shocked.
Especially Alan, who had been very excited, began to tremble slightly the moment he saw Vasukoya.
Seeing Vasukoa sleeping with his eyes closed, she was so frightened that even his voice sounded like a leaf falling in the autumn wind: "What's wrong with him? Why is he unconscious?"
Bai Yangfan walked over and poked Vasukoya twice. "I was afraid he'd discover my secret, so I deliberately pressed his sleepiness point. Don't get me wrong, I got his consent."
Zhuang Liya also explained, "There are many people in the city checking everywhere. We were afraid that he would be unsafe in the hotel alone and be taken away, so we knocked him unconscious and hid him at my sister's place..."
Huang Weixuan: "My great-grandmother took great pains to bring him out."
Lu Jingheng: "I'll leave Vasukoya to you. What happens next has nothing to do with us."
Vasukoa on the ground regained consciousness, and seeing Alan, who was so excited that his face was in tears, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Alan! I finally see you." Vasukoa was so excited that he held the hand of the woman in front of him without any hesitation.
The centenarian Alan, sitting on the high platform, looked at the three Alans below and sighed, "What a twist of fate!"
The two Alans, in their eighties and nineties, looked at each other. One of them sighed and said to the Alan in his seventies, "Things have already come to this. Don't be stubborn anymore."
The other nodded slightly: "Listen to your mother, there are some things that you should not interfere with."
Alan, who was in his seventies, nodded. "Mom! Auntie! I understand. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I was too involved back then because I was afraid that the Vasu family would retaliate against us."
"It seems the situation is different now. Our Alanweng tribe no longer has those worries. The Vasu family not only doesn't dare to retaliate against us, but is actually grateful to us. So why should I stop them?"
The old Alan on the dais nodded slightly. "Yes, times have changed. If we have the confidence, we shouldn't hinder our children's happiness. I know you've all made tremendous sacrifices for the prosperity of the Alanweng tribe."
Bai Yangfan couldn't explain the feeling she had as she listened to the old Alans discussing this in Chinese. Logically, this was her first time meeting these people, so she didn't have any strong feelings for them.
But why did she feel a little sad after hearing what the old ancestor said?
The Alanwong tribe is a tribe that respects women, but who knows what they have gained this noble status?
The excited old Alan snuggling with Vasukoa must have sacrificed his own happiness to take the position of leader, right?
What's even more tragic is that she actually didn't want to sit, but she couldn't fight against the rules passed down in the tribe.
The tribal leader's fate is determined from birth, and no one can change it.
When the old ancestor met Bai Yangfan's eyes, the smile on his face became kind. He waved for her to come over and sit next to her.
"Child! Don't doubt your origins. Just because you can open the space, you are from our Alanweng tribe. If you don't believe me, you can go get a DNA test. I can guarantee 100% that you are from our Bai family.
There's a divine blessing somewhere. Even if you were stolen and taken to China, the person you met would still be named Bai. Child! Your name is beautiful, Bai Yangfan! It means setting sail, right? Just hearing it evokes a desire for prosperity.
Your mother is the daughter of Wasukoya. According to our Chinese calculations, you are Wasukoya's granddaughter. Is there some kind of divine blessing? You accidentally saved your grandfather and also performed a remarkable service to our Alanong tribe.
The ancestor is old, and the Alanweng tribe will rely on you and your mother from now on. My child! We have choices for everything except our birth. You are destined to be the leader of our Alanweng tribe. Even if you leave your hometown when you are young, you will return when you grow up.
Bai Yangfan rarely sees someone of such an old age with such clear thinking. It has to be said that every leader of the Alanweng tribe, every Alan, is very powerful.
Suddenly, I remembered that dream, the one I had once before. The girl in the dream was called Lan'er, without a surname. Later, she killed the pirates, became king, and founded the Kingdom of Li.
He had no children throughout his life, so he chose a girl to inherit his legacy and gave her the surname of the emperor based on the character "Bai" on a silver hairpin.
The old man said that their surname was also Bai. Is the Alanwong tribe actually the royal family of the Li Kingdom?
To verify, Bai Yangfan squatted in front of the old woman and looked into her cloudy eyes: "Our Bai family is the royal family of Li Kingdom."
It's not a question, it's an affirmative sentence.
The old man didn't deny it and nodded. "Yes, our Alanweng tribe was the royal family of the ancient Li Kingdom. Child! How did you know?"
"I had a dream. I dreamt of a little girl named Lan'er's rough and tragic life." Bai Yangfan told the old man his story truthfully. "I also dreamt that in my previous life, I was a daughter of the Ye family. My skull was taken away by a mule, and a tomb of 'armor' from the Li Dynasty was opened."
The old man's hand trembled slightly, and he reached out and touched Bai Yangfan's head, his face kind: "That was all in the past life. In this life, you will become the leader of our Alanweng tribe."
Bai Yangfan: “…” Are you so sure? I don’t want to. I’m a doctor and I have to serve the public.
How can I, as the leader, relieve the suffering of my patients? How can I be a white angel who saves the dying and heals the wounded?
After a few words of condolence with the excited old Alan, Vasukoa told her, "My life was saved by these young people, especially Miss Bai. If she hadn't taken me away, we wouldn't be meeting today."
Excited, Old Alan pulled his daughter in front of Vasukoya and said, "She is your daughter, and that Miss Bai is our granddaughter. Vasukoya! You must remember, there has never been another man in my life except you."
Vasukoa was so stunned that he didn't know how to express his feelings. Surprise, astonishment, and even fear came too quickly. He looked at his daughter, the current tribal leader, and then at Bai Yangfan.
She was so excited that she almost fainted: "You you you, you you you, you you you, are you serious? The one who saved me was my granddaughter? Hahaha! I, Wasukoya, actually have a granddaughter? Hahaha! This surprises me."
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