270. My house was burgled.
For some reason, the system aunt's voice turned cold again.
Xie Wenling stared blankly at the little girl in front of him. She was covered in dust and her hair was a bit messy, making her look like a dirty, down-on-her-luck girl.
The little dumpling looked at him with surprise, but he was also a little desperate: "Princess, why...why are you here?"
Are all those people in the capital just sitting around doing nothing?!
Were Wei Xiuming and the Marquis of Beiding both useless?!
Why would they let a three-year-old child come here?!
Don't they know how dangerous this place is?!
Xie Wenling painfully closed his eyes and then opened them again, wishing so much that this was just an illusion.
Unfortunately, this is all true.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw the little dumpling's happy smiling face.
Xie Wenling resigned himself to his fate.
He raised his hand to touch his aching forehead, and felt a sticky mass of herbs: "This..."
He looked at the baby in front of him, who looked like a little dumpling that had rolled in mud: "Princess...did you save me? Princess, are you alone? Where are your people? Why did you come here?"
He still held onto a sliver of hope.
Brother Xie asked a lot of questions at once...
The little dumpling started thinking one by one, turning its little head: "It was the moon that saved you, the moon was in danger..."
The little dumpling became dejected, buried her head in her knees, and told him everything that had happened.
Xie Wenling realized: "So that's how it is..."
He felt both heartache and confusion.
It breaks my heart to see the little one suffer so much.
His dilemma was that he was in dire straits himself, so how could he ensure her safe return?
However, Xie Wenling is Xie Wenling after all.
He slowly bent down and hugged the little baby in his arms: "It's okay, I'll take you back, don't be afraid. I'll definitely think of a way."
He's even considering fighting for custody.
Those people are absolutely unreliable!
Xie Wenling rarely experienced such dramatic mood swings, but this time he was truly angered by those people in the capital.
This feeling is like a fair 5v5 competition.
However, he single-handedly withstood the pressure on the front line and fought against four opponents.
Looking back, it turned out that our four terrible teammates couldn't stop even one enemy.
So their house was robbed.
Xie Wenling was filled with hatred.
He was working tirelessly outside, risking his life to save people. Is this how they manage the rear?
Why put his child in such great danger?
...Although it's not his child now, it will be when we go back.
He was certain!
However, the little girl was unaware of his complex thoughts. She only knew that his embrace was warm and his heartbeat was thumping in her ears, making her feel very safe.
So she stretched out her little arms and hugged him back: "Okay, Brother Xie, take Yue'er back. It's so good that Brother Xie is still alive."
“Yes, I’m still alive, and you’re still healthy, that’s the best news,” Xie Wenling released her and cupped her soft little face in his palm. “I will definitely take you home.”
[Task triggered]
[You've reunited, and you're all fully functional and without any disabilities; that's excellent.]
But now, you have to consider a serious question: how are you going to get back?
[Mission: Ensure your safe return to the capital]
[Reward: 3 Lottery Potions]
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"Here we are! This is it!" The little dumpling led Xie Wenling back to the old grandpa and grandma's house.
Xie Wenling suffered a serious injury. Although he did not break any arms or legs, he was very weak and needed to rest.
By the time we got to the house, it was already dark.
Xie Wenling looked around; the house was in a remote location, quite far from the village.
At first glance, you can see that the village is very small, and since it was mealtime, there were hardly any people outside.
Moreover, the door was wide open.
He looked inside and found the room in a mess, as if it had been robbed by bandits.
He couldn't help but frown. When he went inside and tried to close the door, he discovered that it had been forcibly pried open: "What happened?"
The little dumpling clenched its fists angrily: "They're bad guys! Bad guys tear down doors and rob grandpas and grandmas of their homes! So many bad guys!"
She used her hands and feet to describe and explain a lot. She had so much to say: "Yue'er fainted by the roadside. An old man and an old woman found Yue'er and raised her."
"But then the bad guys came. The biggest bad guy, Yue'er remembered, was named Sun Weicai!"
"The old grandpa and grandma have been arrested, and the bad guys in the village are robbing people and cursing Yue'er!"
These were details she hadn't had time to add before.
Xie Wenling listened to her description of her ordeal.
A surge of anger welled up inside him. He gripped his sword tightly, suppressing his rage with great effort. "Let's rest first. I'll deal with them later. Don't rush into revenge. Let's take a bath first, then I'll tend to my wounds, and then we'll have a meal. Finally, I'll go and take care of them."
"Okay..." The little dumpling nodded obediently.
Xie Wenling walked around and successfully found the well in the yard, as well as the wooden bucket that had not yet been moved, but had been smashed open.
Fortunately, it still works.
He really couldn't stand the dust and blood all over him.
Even though it was his own blood, he still found it disgusting.
He went to fetch water and boil it.
The little girl huffed and puffed as she helped carry the firewood, her tiny body wobbling as she carried several pieces of firewood that were two-thirds her height.
When Xie Wenling returned with the water, she had already made several trips back and forth. When she saw him, she stopped and looked up at him with bright, sparkling eyes, as if asking for praise.
Xie Wenling felt incredibly bitter.
The little dumpling shouldn't have had to do these chores or suffer like this.
But bringing these things up now only makes people feel down; he still maintained a nonchalant expression and praised her.
After boiling the water, he first gave the little dumpling a bath.
After washing away the dirty mud and dust, the little dumpling became a clean glutinous rice dumpling again.
Her face was round, her skin was white and tender, and her features were like pearls, delicate and exquisite, and she was lovely and adorable.
While she was taking a bath, Xie Wenling washed her clothes and dried them over a fire so that she could change into clean clothes after she finished bathing.
He dried her hair again, and then went to fetch water to take a bath himself.
The little dumpling waited patiently for him outside.
She waited for a while, then got a little hungry and decided to go find something to eat.
Just as they stepped out of the house into the yard, the gate that Xie Wenling had closed was kicked open again.
The little dumpling shrank back slightly and looked up at the three familiar adults in front of it.
She knew them; they were a bunch of bad guys who had stolen things from her grandparents.
"Hey, didn't this little money-loser come back on her own? The village chief still insists we go find her." A man with a pockmarked face spat on the ground.
"Zhang San, watch out, don't throw up on me!" another man complained. "Alright, hurry up and move the stuff."
"That damned brat made us get scolded by the village chief. Why didn't she just die on the mountain instead of living such a worthless life?" A burly man stepped forward and was about to kick the little girl.
“Li Si, calm down. If you kick the village chief to death, he’ll be angry again,” the middle man stopped him, glancing at the little dumpling. “Just slap her a couple of times to vent your anger. Anyway, she’s just a child and she won’t live much longer.”
"You're so clever, Zhao Wu." Li Si spat twice on his hand and raised his hand to slap the little dumpling's face!
The little dumpling ran backward, causing him to miss.
"You little brat, you dare to run away?!" Li Si was furious and was about to chase after him.
The little dumpling was small and had short legs; he hadn't run two steps before he was grabbed by the collar and pulled up.
She was suddenly lifted into the air, her little feet kicking nervously, but her face remained tense, stubbornly refusing to show weakness: "You bad guy! I'll hit you!"
"Hey, this little bastard thinks he can hit me?" Li Si said as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "I'll beat you to death first!"
He threw the little dumpling away in an instant.
The little dumpling rolled around on the ground twice; it hurt a lot.
Li Si took two steps forward, swung his arm, and was about to slap the little dumpling's face with his fan-sized hand: "I'll beat you to death!"
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