Not a god

Chapter 202 He Laosan
That evening, the third son of the He family returned. The so-called third son of the He family is Jiang Wanwan's father.

Because I caused trouble last month, the old man sent me to the Middle East to handle business there.

The area was already unstable, and now it's in complete chaos. The destruction caused by the spiritual energy revival in these regions is secondary to the evil spirits; what's really giving the local government a headache is the common people who have gained power and awakened their destiny.

Past grudges all exploded at this moment, with various vendettas and riots breaking out one after another, accompanied by the occasional appearance of terrifying evil beings. No one could handle it, which led to the evil beings hiding in society, as well as the various conflicts that already existed... Now, there is no order in many places, and human life is as worthless as grass, which is no less than a real apocalypse.

However, that's not the main point. The most important thing is those living beings that have been sleeping on that land for thousands of years and are now finally being nourished and revived.

At this stage, these resurrected skeletons are causing the most damage, with one or two third- or even fourth-tier creatures appearing every now and then. In the early stages of spiritual energy revival, this is simply a dimensional reduction attack.

The same applies domestically, but the domestic ones were almost completely wiped out by Mr. Guan and his men in the last six months.

Relying on memories from their past lives, they would open doors and forcefully wake people up. Violent and uncooperative fierce gods and demons would be annihilated on the spot. Those who could recognize the situation would be suppressed in prison. Only some kind-hearted beings who were close to humans in the previous era and protected the area, like the Minjiang Old Dragon King, would have a dignified end.

Abroad, however, they were not so lucky. The weaker the country or region, the faster it fell into chaos, a veritable free-for-all.

However, although the third son of the He family is unreliable, he is exceptionally resilient and seems to be a middle-generation powerhouse whose strength is even a level above He Congxue's.

His family knew he was coming back today. Around 7 p.m., a middle-aged man, nearly fifty years old, with a stubble beard, hair covering half his face, and looking travel-worn, appeared in the He family compound.

"Oh my, Wanwan has finally come to see her dad... Wait, why are there two Wanwans?"

Upon seeing Jiang Wanwan, whom he hadn't seen for almost a year, the middle-aged man was deeply moved and was about to give his daughter a big hug.

Unsurprisingly, it was dodged.

Jiang Wanwan jogged and hid behind Chen Xi, pinching her nose as she looked at him:
"Ugh, it stinks! Did you fall into a stinky ditch?"

"It smells awful?"

He Laosan sniffed himself. Although he had come back alive, the place was chaotic, with strong winds and sandstorms, and the conditions were definitely not good.

But could a slight odor really stop the touching moment of their father-daughter reunion?!

"What are you saying? Dad risked everything to come back to see you alive..."

"Go back and take a shower, you stink!"

Although half of the man's face was covered by his hair, Chen Xi could still sense the emotional distress he was experiencing.

But soon, he perked up again, and with a smug look on his face, he rummaged through his briefcase...

"Knowing you were coming to Shanghai, Dad brought back Wanwan's favorite Little Fairy Transformation Device this time!"

"How about it, Wanwan? Just a little bit of sweet talk with Daddy and Daddy will give you this..."

However, no matter how many times he pressed the transformation device, the girl in front of him always hid behind someone, covering her nose with the half of her face that was exposed, and she had a somewhat disgusted look in her eyes.

The only sound in the yard was the transformation sound of the toy.

"..."

Is that so? My daughter is already so grown up. Giving her something like this will no longer make my adorable little daughter say things like "Daddy is so amazing".

These feelings are somewhat complicated. Is this the change in mindset that comes after raising a child with great hardship? There's a bittersweet feeling, tinged with sadness, but also a sense of relief. So that's how it is.

He suddenly calmed down and said as he put it away, "Oh, I see. Wanwan, you've grown up too."

"Don't act like you were just testing me! And with your hair so long and you haven't cut it, what have you been up to?"

"The Middle East, oh, I almost died there. Your grandfather was really too much... Oh, Xiao Chen has become so handsome, he's almost half as good-looking as your uncle." "Good evening, Uncle He."

He Laosan's personality is very similar to Aunt Jiang's; they're always a bit eccentric, which is probably why they became husband and wife. Perhaps they had a passionate love story when they were young.

However, Chen Xi couldn't find out about gossip that was too far in the past, even if she wanted to. They were just two middle-aged people who had bravely ventured into the entertainment industry and both had fallen from grace.

Just as He Laosan was about to put away the transformation device, he noticed a little toddler, about a year old, standing next to him, looking up at the device with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Hey, whose kid is this? *sucking sounds*"

"Yiyi calls him Grandpa."

"Grandpa!"

"!!"

After another explanation that had been repeated many times, He Laosan finally understood. Although he didn't know why the two young people wanted to adopt this baby, Chen Xi had always been a reliable child, so they must have their reasons.

I'm already a grandfather, but I'm still so young.

"Quickly, give Grandpa a hug..."

He looked at the adorable little guy with great interest and wanted to hug him, but Wanwan pulled him away.

"You're all dirty, you're not allowed to hug Yiyi."

To be honest, Jiang Wanwan's relationship with her father wasn't bad; in fact, they were very close and affectionate when she was little, before she was three or four years old.

Her parents divorced, and as a little child, she didn't know what divorce was. She only knew that her father hadn't appeared for a long time, and every time he did, he would disappear again very quickly. When she was five or six years old, even her mother left her at her maternal grandmother's house in the countryside.

When she came to her senses, only her brother was left beside her. Fortunately, her brother would never abandon Wanwan... Brother is the best!
"Hurry up and go back to take a shower, wash off the stench first."

Helpless, He Laosan had no choice but to give the transformation device he had just put away to Xiao Chenyi. Chenyi looked at the thing she was handed over with bright eyes, but did not take it.

"A gift to mark our meeting, a gift to mark our meeting."

Chen Yi looked at Chen Xi, and only after seeing her father nod did she accept the gift with both hands.

"Yiyi should say thank you."

"Thank you Grandpa!"

The baby's voice was so sweet and innocent that He Laosan's mouth almost twisted into a grin. However, just as he was about to go back to take a shower and change his clothes, halfway into the house, he saw the little baby running after him.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"What's wrong little guy?"

As Yiyi ran, she kept looking back. Seeing that her father hadn't followed her in, she carefully rummaged in her pocket, clumsily pulled out a sunflower seed, and held it high for him.
"Give it to Grandpa!"

Fifty-year-old Lao Deng almost burst into tears when faced with the sudden concern from his granddaughter.

Although he didn't know why the sunflower seeds tasted strange, he still praised them with a happy expression as he looked at the little girl who was looking up at him with hopeful eyes.

Finally receiving praise from others, Yi Yi's eyes shone brighter and brighter as she looked at her grandfather. The little girl stood there like a Doro, head held high, her face full of the confidence of a strong person.

(End of this chapter)