Da Ni'er's biological father didn't shy away from strangers and went straight to Huo Xiaolong to ask.
"Yes, that's the mother who took her home."
"She must have suffered a lot these past few years, going from a princess to a slave all of a sudden. It must have been so unfair to her..."
The grassland king's eyes looked a little melancholy. Huo Xiaolong knew that telling the truth now would ruin the atmosphere, but he still spoke up.
"Um, Grandpa, no, Uncle."
"She suffered on the way, but for the next ten years or so, she climbed over walls with me every day to play with the dog. She ate almost the same things as me. Our aunt, on the other hand, runs a pancake shop and never has to worry about food or drink. She went to school with me to study the Four Books and Five Classics. Anyway, she lived a pretty good life."
"Look at that pearl on her head, isn't it rare to see one that big even on our grasslands?"
The way they're talking makes it sound like they're having a casual chat on a heated kang bed in a border town.
"Indeed, the quality of the baju is quite good."
"That's good...that's good, as long as my Qing is doing well."
The old man chuckled and drifted off to sleep. Huo Xiaolong covered him with a blanket and sent several soldiers to take care of him. She felt that the way people were cared for on the grasslands was a bit rough. What they had just eaten was boiled mutton. What old man would eat a leg of lamb? Of course his teeth would hurt.
Half an hour later, Aunt Wang and Da Ni'er went inside.
"Oh my, is this where my eldest daughter used to live?" Aunt Wang said, looking around at the interior decoration.
“I don’t live here. This is where my father lives, Mother. I’ll take you to see where I live in a little while.”
"No rush, let your father eat something first?"
Aunt Wang was holding a bowl of wontons. She had heard her child talk about it while she was cooking. Although her father wasn't very capable, he had at least tried to help his daughter. Besides, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have a child yet.
So the old lady made him a few wontons. As people get older, they should eat something easy to digest. When Wang Da Niang and Zhang Ma Ma entered the kitchen earlier, it was all beef and mutton; there wasn't a single leafy green vegetable in sight.
"OK."
Da Ni'er didn't care whether her father was sleeping soundly or not, and went up to the old man and shouted in his ear.
"Father, get up and eat."
Huo Xiaolong's lips twitched. "Your dad just fell asleep. He really is your biological son."
"Haven't we finished eating?"
The grassland king stood up and looked at Da Nier.
“I remember you used to be able to eat half a sheep by yourself. Look at the little bit of cat food you’re eating now. Get up and eat some wontons. My mom makes them. They’re so delicious.”
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