Ch 197: The Past

“Xin Yan, shall we go out and play together?”

An Haicheng smiled ingratiatingly, asking An Xin Yan.

“No.”

Six-year-old An Xin Yan said in a childish voice.

An Haicheng got up, turned to his wife, Qin Yan, and cried out repeatedly:

“Wife, Xin Yan still refuses to go out.”

Qin Yan giggled, walked to the small An Xin Yan, and held her in her arms:

“Whose child is this, so grown up and still unwilling to go out?”

“It’s ours~”

Qin Yan teased An Xin Yan with her finger, her smile even wider.

An Haicheng watched from the side, his face full of smiles.

An Xin Yan tightly grasped her mother’s warm finger, pressing it against her tender face.

……

After dinner, An Haicheng accompanied An Xin Yan, told her stories, and quietly came out after she fell asleep.

Back at the small wooden table, An Haicheng began to browse the documents that had just been delivered today.

Qin Yan brought in hot tea, carefully placing it on his table.

Seeing Qin Yan come over, An Haicheng put down the documents and said worriedly:

“Yan, our girl is too introverted.”

“This won’t do.”

Qin Yan sat aside, and asked with a smile:

“Why not?”

An Haicheng moved the hot tea in front of him, holding the hot tea and said:

“At this age, she should be going to school.”

“But she is so attached to home, she won’t go out even a step, and cries and makes a fuss as soon as she goes out.”

“This…”

“Look at other children of the same age, as long as there is an adult accompanying them, they don’t resist going out to play.”

Qin Yan, who was listening attentively, tilted her head and thought for a moment:

“We can let her try to gradually get in touch with the outside world.”

“Alas, children, it will be better when they grow up.”

Qin Yan smiled.

An Haicheng chuckled, put the documents back in front of him, and looked at them, echoing:

“Yes, it will be better when she grows up.”

An Haicheng looked at the documents, Qin Yan sat silently beside him, looking at An Haicheng.

After browsing, An Haicheng put down the documents.

“What did it say, specifically?”

Qin Yan pointed to the documents, curiously.

An Haicheng was silent for a moment, then said:

“Nothing much, really.”

“It said that recently, there have been more Celestial Beings from the Outside World.”

“But, only one came, and the Bishop has already sent Qiao Wen to deal with it.”

“Yeah, it’s probably still the same, first persuade, then drive away.”

Saying this, An Haicheng pinched Qin Yan’s face, praising:

“Your skin is still so good? Just like when you were young.”

Qin Yan blushed, slapping his hand away:

“How old are you, still so glib?”

Although she said so, looking at Qin Yan’s blushing face, she seemed to appreciate the compliment.

An Haicheng chuckled in a low voice, holding Qin Yan’s hand.

……

In the morning, An Haicheng went to the Celestial Being Sect Headquarters early to work.

An Xin Yan stayed at home, looking out at the Outside World through the window.

Her small, snow-white face looked towards the city scene, with a hint of curiosity.

The city was full of ancient wooden houses, and pedestrians and vendors gradually appeared on the streets, full of life.

In the distance, the Celestial Being Sect Headquarters’ modern building stood out, very eye-catching and unique.

Standing on the second floor of her own wooden house, An Xin Yan looked out at the distance, facing the fiery sunrise.

Suddenly, there was a sound of children playing downstairs, and several children gathered together, starting to play.

Qin Yan came over at this time, quietly walked behind An Xin Yan, and suddenly said:

“Xin Yan, do you want to go downstairs and play?”

An Xin Yan was startled by this action, turned around, and said:

“No.”

Qin Yan was happy that her “sneak attack” was successful, and said with a smile:

“Okay then.”

An Xin Yan hugged Qin Yan’s leg, her tender face with a childlike smile, looking innocently at Qin Yan.

“Our good baby.”

Qin Yan touched An Xin Yan’s little face and hugged her in her arms.

“Want to play hop-scotch?”

“Yes.”

……

Late at night.

After Qin Yan let An Xin Yan eat, she sent her to bed early.

Qin Yan sat alone in the room, wondering and worried about why An Haicheng hadn’t come home yet.

After a long time, An Haicheng hurried back.

“Why so late?”

Qin Yan looked at An Haicheng unhappily.

“Hehe.”

An Haicheng quickly stepped forward and hugged Qin Yan, saying:

“I was dead busy tonight.”

“It was all because of that Celestial Being, thankfully things were resolved.”

“The Bishop gave everyone a long holiday.”

An Haicheng chuckled, with a hint of apology.

He looked at the leftover food on the table and smiled:

“I’m starving, let me eat a couple of bites.”

“Wait, the food is cold, I’ll heat it up for you.”

……

The next day, the rooster in the neighbor’s farmhouse crowed the sun up, and the sunlight spilled down.

An Xin Yan stared blankly at the window, propping her head up with both hands, looking at the lively crowd outside.

Introverted?

But I don’t want to go outside, I just want to stay at home.

Mom and Dad will be unhappy…

Six-year-old An Xin Yan pouted, and after a long time, she finally made a difficult decision.

In the kitchen, An Haicheng was putting the newly bought vegetables on the cutting board, picking up the knife and about to show off his skills:

“Yan, let you taste my cooking.”

Qin Yan came in, her face full of excitement.

“Why are you so happy, I’m just making a meal, it’s not that big of a deal.”

An Haicheng asked in doubt.

“Xin Yan said she wants to go out and play.”

Qin Yan said happily.

“Really? That’s great!” An Haicheng wiped his hands with his apron:

“It’s lunchtime, why don’t we go for a picnic? The weather is so nice today!”

……

Under the big tree, the shade of the trees enveloped them.

Sunlight danced in bits and pieces, An Xin Yan curiously looked around.

“How is it, the outside world feels good, right?”

An Haicheng was very happy, handing An Xin Yan a small cake.

This cake was a welfare gift from the Celestial Being Sect.

In this technologically backward world, food like cake is a luxury.

An Xin Yan picked up a small spoon and took a small bite.

“Delicious.”

The cream melted in her mouth, fragrant and sweet, melting in her mouth.

“Let your mother have a taste too.”

An Haicheng said with a smile.

Beep beep.

The portable communicator An Haicheng carried on his person rang.

He answered the phone.

“Qiao Wen, I’m a little busy here, wait a moment…”

“……”

“Catastrophe Wind?”

An Haicheng’s face changed drastically, his pupils constricted, and he suddenly looked in one direction.

Whoosh whoosh!

A gust of wind suddenly blew past.

The cake, just brought to her lips, fell to the ground with a plop.

……

“Quick!”

“Bring the Wooden God Stone quickly!”

Qiao Wen roared, shouting at the people beside him.

Soon, an exquisite wooden box was brought over, inside which lay a dark green stone.

Qiao Wen immediately grasped the Wooden God Stone and looked at An Xin Yan, who was lying on the ground, her face dull.

A weird wind surrounded her, refusing the approach of everyone around her.

“Disperse it, I must disperse this damn Catastrophe!”

Qiao Wen’s eyes were bloodshot, his veins bulging, his whole body trembling unsteadily.