txolops Chapter 55 Grandmother, Father misses you so much
Chapter 55 Grandmother, Father misses you so much
Hong Fu suppressed the surging excitement in her heart, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the edge of her sleeve, her voice trembling slightly: "Is your father... also in the Hehuan Sect?"
Han Xiaoliu has been missing for many years. Now that their child has grown up, why hasn't he come along?
"No, Daddy is in a place called Chaotic Star Sea, and Uncle is there too. They can't come back for the time being." Han Baibai looked up, her bright black eyes clear and innocent, her tone filled with the unique innocence of a child.
Upon hearing this, Hong Fu's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
That's actually good news.
If she were truly in the Hehuan Sect, given Yunlu's ruthless and unscrupulous ways, she would likely not have a good outcome.
She pondered to herself, her brows furrowing slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
Seeing that her grandmother's expression had softened and was no longer as distant as when they first met, Han Baibai immediately seized the opportunity to act cute.
She leaned closer, gently tugged at Hongfu's sleeve with her little hand, and chattered about the funny things that happened between her and her father, vividly describing the wonders of the "Dreamy Little Three Realms".
Whenever Hong Fu smiled, she would snuggle into Hong Fu's arms like a kitten, gently nuzzling her head in Hong Fu's arms, her coquettish and adorable manner quickly closing the distance between them.
Looking at the little girl in front of her, whose features vaguely resembled her daughter's when she was young, Hong Fu felt the ice in her heart gradually melt, and couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her chubby cheeks.
Time passed quietly, and two hours later, Han Baibai carefully took out a cloth bag from her bosom, presented it to Hongfu with both hands, and her little face was full of pride as if she were showing off a treasure: "Grandmother, this is from Father. Xiaobai brought it for you specially! Grandfather wanted it, but I didn't give it to him!"
Hong Fu took the envelope and an exquisite spirit beast pouch from her granddaughter, her fingertips trembling slightly.
She opened the envelope with a puzzled look, her gaze sweeping over the words on the letter, her expression gradually becoming serious.
After looking at it, she silently put the spirit beast bag into her sleeve, still feeling somewhat hesitant.
"Grandma, I miss Mommy. Can she come up here?" Having completed the task her father had given her, Han Baibai finally remembered her mother. She looked up at him with her little face full of expectation.
"Well, for the sake of you being such a clever little devil, let her in!" Hong Fu sighed, admitting that her resentment had dissipated considerably from the moment she saw her granddaughter.
Although she was still somewhat angry with her daughter for not living up to her potential, she couldn't refuse her granddaughter's request since she had gone to such lengths. So she simply accepted it.
Han Baibai jumped up happily, her little braids tracing a joyful arc in the air, and shouted, "I'm going! I'm going to pick up Mommy!"
I finally managed to appease my grandmother. I've done a great job! It's time to let my mother know how powerful I am!
With her short legs, she rushed out of the cave like a gust of wind, her footsteps echoing inside.
"Girls should slow down!" Before Hong Fu could finish her worried words, Han Baibai's figure had already disappeared at the cave entrance.
She gazed at the empty cave entrance, shook her head helplessly, but a hint of indulgent smile played on her lips. Sigh! Just like her mother when she was a child, never a moment of peace.
After Han Baibai left, the cave returned to silence. Hong Fu stroked the envelope in her sleeve, took it out again, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force.
Most of the letter was just meaningless drivel, rambling on about missing his master, but the last paragraph was truly shocking.
"I am stranded in the Chaotic Star Sea, my cultivation completely destroyed. Like a stray dog, I am surrounded by powerful enemies, my life hanging by a thread. I beg my master to remember our past relationship and lend a helping hand."
Hongfu's gaze fell on the "family heirloom secret realm" mentioned at the end of the letter. Han Xiaoliu had said in the letter that this secret realm could help people improve their cultivation, and the sheep-headed monster curled up in the spirit beast pouch was the key to opening the secret realm. Although Han Xiaoliu wrote it casually, Hongfu, combined with her granddaughter's unfathomable cultivation, vaguely guessed that this secret realm was no ordinary place and probably held an earth-shattering fortune.
Just as she was feeling uneasy and hesitant, a soft, feminine voice suddenly rang out in the cave, breaking the deathly silence.
"If you don't want it, you can give it to me!"
Hong Fu felt a chill and looked up abruptly. She saw Yun Lu leaning against the stone wall, her purple robe standing out starkly in the dim cave.
She frowned, quickly tucked the letter into her bosom, her fingertips gripping her cuffs, and watched the newcomer warily.
"You're not welcome here, get out!" she said coldly, her tone filled with undisguised disgust.
Yunlu seemed not to hear, and with a flick of her long sleeves, she walked directly to the stone table and sat down.
He gracefully took out the tea set, poured water, and brewed tea, as if this were his own private abode. The aroma of tea rose gently, and he picked up the teacup, inhaling lightly, his expression indifferent: "You should have seen the little girl's cultivation level by now, shouldn't you? The place she went to is no ordinary place."
Hong Fu sneered, her eyes full of mockery: "Given your style, why didn't you just steal it? This is the opportunity you've been dreaming of. Could it be... you're afraid?" She looked at him with disdain, already convinced that this old devil had read the letter beforehand and had his granddaughter deliver the item; he must have his own scheme.
"You're afraid that if you steal this key and enter the secret realm, you'll fall into his trap, right? After all, you two have a grudge, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to set a trap for you in the secret realm!" Hong Fu said pointedly.
Yunlu paused slightly as she held the teacup, then looked up at Hongfu.
In that instant, the sharpness in his eyes was as piercing as a knife, as if he could see right through you, but in a moment he returned to his usual languid and profound demeanor.
Indeed, only those who hate you truly understand you.
Yunlu tilted her head back and drank the tea in her cup to the last drop, letting out a long sigh. Her voice carried a rare hint of desolation: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I regret it. I've regretted it since the moment I found out Xuan'er was pregnant."
He put down his teacup, his gaze somewhat unfocused, as if lost in memories: "I still remember the look in Xuan'er's eyes that day... that despair, that lifelessness, was exactly the same as the look you gave me back then."
Hong Fu's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers instinctively gripped the hem of her clothes.
"Since that day, Xuan'er hasn't said a word to me. I resigned myself to my fate, thinking it was God's punishment for me." Yunlu smiled self-deprecatingly, her fingers lightly tapping the table. "But I never expected that after that girl disappeared for a day, she not only broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, but also brought back news of her father."
Hong Fu snorted coldly and turned her head away: "Do you even believe what you're saying?"
Looking at Hong Fu's stubborn profile, Yun Lu knew that no matter how much she said, Hong Fu wouldn't believe her.
He stood up, straightened his robes, left a single sentence, and then transformed into a wisp of purple smoke, instantly vanishing from the cave, leaving only his echoing voice reverberating within:
"Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant. I will have Xiaobai convey my message to her father. In any case, I will not let Xiaobai experience her mother's life again."
The cave returned to deathly silence, with only the remaining tea still steaming.
Hong Fu stood there, staring blankly in the direction where Yun Lu had disappeared. Her once resolute gaze wavered, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
"Grandmother..."
Before Hongfu could catch her breath, a soft, warm dumpling flew into her arms with a cheerful breeze, its little head nuzzling against her chest.
Han Baibai tilted her rosy little face up, pointed her chubby little finger towards the cave entrance, and said in a clear, melodious voice like a bird in the forest, "Mommy's here!"
Hong Fu looked in the direction she pointed and saw Dong Xuan'er standing at the intersection of light and shadow at the cave entrance, her figure appearing somewhat slender.
She wore a simple blue dress, her hair neatly styled, which only accentuated her pale complexion. Her eyes were lowered, her long eyelashes trembling uneasily, and her gaze, which briefly fell on Hong Fu, quickly shifted away, landing on her clasped hands.
Her fingers were tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. She looked uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong and dared not look her mother in the eye.
Seeing her daughter like this, Hong Fu felt a sharp pang in her heart, and all the resentment she had been holding back turned into heartache.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions surging within her, and unconsciously softened her voice: "Come and sit down."
Dong Xuan'er's body trembled slightly. Hearing her mother's voice, she suddenly raised her head, a hint of unbelievable excitement flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper fear.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but no sound came out.
She took a cautious step forward, then stopped, as if testing her mother's reaction. Her lips moved, her eyes quickly reddened, brimming with tears, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
She moved slowly, step by step, as if walking on a knife's edge, until she reached Hong Fu's side. She sat down on the stone bench opposite Hong Fu, her back straight yet slightly hunched, a contradictory posture.
Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as if something was blocking her throat, a thousand words stuck in her chest, ultimately turning into a suppressed gasp.
Seeing her hesitant and anxious expression, Hongfu finally softened.
She reached out and gently placed her hand on her daughter's cold hand, her voice trembling slightly: "You've had a tough time all these years."