After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

"My child! I've finally found you! I'm your father!"

In front of the peach grove at the village entrance, a burly man with a weathered appearance held Xiao Yu and cried out loudly.

Beside him stood a gentle-looking woman, who was also looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Huh? Dad!?" Xiao Yu asked, puzzled.

"Oh! My good son."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in his arms thought he was being called, so he quickly responded.

"..."

Something feels off...

Xiao Yu was speechless for a moment.

In the distance, a white-haired woman holding a child watched this scene and smiled slightly.

Chapter 64, Leaving the Mountain (4k)

"Child, I'm your father! Don't you recognize us anymore?"

"No, no, no, brother, you've got it wrong!" Xiao Yu helped him up and was about to lift the sobbing man up.

The man raised his face to face Xiao Yu, "It's true, I really am your father! Look..."

The man before him had a weathered face, but he could vaguely see his own reflection in his eyebrows and facial features. Clearly, he and this guy had an inexplicable relationship.

"Is it possible..."

Xiao Yu's body trembled. He looked at the woman who had been quietly watching behind the man and tried to call out:

"mother?"

"Oh! My child, you've suffered so much, my child!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yu call out "Mother," the woman finally couldn't contain her emotions and rushed over, sobbing uncontrollably.

The three of them huddled together, creating a very heartwarming scene.

That evening, Xiao Yu's family held a grand banquet to celebrate the reunion of father and son, and mother and son.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yu's so-called parents also settled down in this Peach Blossom Village, saying they wanted to let their son see his granddaughter.

The village became lively again for a while.

It's gratifying, it's gratifying...

After the festivities ended and the guests had left, the young couple went to their room.

"You, my wife, asked someone to find my father and mother?"

Holding An'an, who already had a few baby teeth and was making a fuss in his arms, Xiao Yu looked at the white-haired woman quietly tidying up her hair at the dressing table and asked.

Her delicate fingers gently ran through her hair, combing away strands of white hair. The comb passed through the smooth strands from top to bottom, like a gentle breeze caressing her face.

With delicate hands, she gently gathered a strand of silky white hair, tied it into a bun, and let it hang down from her hands. The entire process of combing her hair was smooth and graceful, captivating the viewer.

Clouds part like emerald silk threads, jade lines mark the palace like crow wings.

On Xiao Yu's desk were the poems that he would read in school the next day. As his wife tied her hair up, his gaze fell on them.

"Yes, after you mentioned it that day, I asked someone to keep an eye out for it. This place is isolated from the world. It took me a lot of effort to send the letter out and get the two elders here."

The white-haired woman spoke softly, appearing as a considerate and supportive wife to her husband.

"What's wrong? You seem a little unhappy?"

The woman tilted her head slightly, and her uneasy expression was reflected in the bronze mirror opposite her.

Xiao Yu knew he had worried her, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "How could that be? It's not a bad thing that you have this intention. It's just that we haven't seen each other for many years. Suddenly, you're asking me to get close to them. I just can't do it!"

He held An'an in his arms, and as he intentionally rocked her, the one-year-old blinked her eyes and slowly became sleepy, eventually falling asleep.

His gaze fell on the little one's sleeping face, a soft light flickering in his eyes:

"However, with my mother taking care of An'an, I feel a little more at ease. In that case, can I go out and take a look?"

Bang!

The white-haired woman's hands faltered, and the comb fell to the ground. As she bent down to pick it up, she said:

"Why are you still thinking about going out? Do you despise us mother and son that much?! Don't forget, we went through so much trouble to get here from outside, you know how dangerous it is out there."

"You were the one who suggested coming here to live. Wouldn't it be better to just be a good teacher here?"

The woman's voice was urgent, and there was a hint of tears in it.

Xiao Yu spoke up to comfort him:

"Hey! Don't cry. It's true, I was the one who suggested coming here. It's just that recently my vision of the outside world has become a bit blurry. It feels unreal and not very real, like someone deliberately put it in here."

This place is wonderful, so wonderful, it feels like a dream, I'm afraid it's all unreal.

"Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. As a teacher, I can't be ignorant of this simple principle. I want to go out and see the world, to put into practice the places I've only imagined in my mind. Even if it's just passing through the village, just seeing the outside world would be enough."

"..."

The white-haired woman looked at Xiao Yu through the mirror. She knew he was determined to leave and there was no way to persuade him otherwise.

The two looked at each other through the bronze mirror. The woman's expression in the mirror changed again and again. Finally, she sighed quietly, "At least, at least wait until An'an's first birthday banquet is held and we can drink the wedding wine before I leave."

"Okay." Xiao Yu nodded, and in his arms, the little guy was sleeping soundly.

Peng!

Three days later, the mountain at the entrance to the village collapsed, and the fallen mountain covered the only entrance to the village, forming a near-cliffside mountain.

Now, the village has truly become isolated from the world, but its beautiful scenery and self-sufficiency mean it is not afraid of other troubles.

Life goes on as before, with no change, as if the mountain closure or not makes no difference.

The only change was that Xiao Yu's plan to return to public life was indefinitely postponed.

"His grandma's..."

Xiao Yu covered his head. Was this guy really going to make things difficult for him?

Actually, he didn't really want to go out, but for some reason, he felt uncomfortable with his parents whom he was supposed to be reunited with.

Although there was a sense of blood connection, there was an inexplicable strangeness, as if strangers who had never met before had forcibly come and come together.

This feeling reached its peak when they were together, as if there was a thick barrier between him and his so-called parents.

That's why the idea of ​​going to take a look resurfaced in his mind.

"gentlemen……"

Amidst headaches and inner turmoil.

A familiar voice rang out from the side. Xiao Yu looked up and saw a familiar red coat. Her dim eyes brightened like the setting sun, and a bright red hair ornament hung down from her double bun hairstyle.

The two looked at each other, and Xiao Yu realized something, so he quickly said:

"I didn't mean to swear..."

"It expresses his longing for his grandmother, am I right, sir?"

Xiao Yu chuckled. He hadn't seen her for a few days; this girl had even learned to answer questions quickly...

He nodded, looking at the scenery in the distance, and said, "Why aren't you in school studying and reciting the poems I copied for you? What are you doing out here?"

The girl in the red coat walked over with small steps and plopped down next to Xiao Yu, snuggling close to him.

Her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "I'll ask the master for my storybook!"

"Oh, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it." Xiao Yu took out the yellowed booklet from his pocket and handed it to the girl.

"Have you read the stories inside, sir?" The girl took the book and, noticing signs that it had been turned over, asked again, her tone tinged with anticipation.

"Looked."

"How about it?"

Xiao Yu pondered for a moment, then offered his opinion:

"It's so cliché. There are too many hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress plots. Is that sword immortal an idiot? Why does he have to keep cleaning up after that woman? Doesn't he know how to keep his distance?"

That woman too, a trouble magnet. So many things started because of her. She should just find a secluded mountain and bury herself there. That would be the greatest help she could give the protagonist. Truly worthy of being the...female lead of the book.

The female lead...

Xiao Yu's heart stirred, and he pondered over and over this special word.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt his arm move. He looked and saw that it was the girl who couldn't stand it anymore and angrily punched him.

"Sir, you're going too far. You clearly didn't read it all. The book isn't entirely like that. Didn't that woman help the sword immortal a lot later on? But it's true..."

Towards the end of the conversation, for some reason, the girl's voice became somewhat downcast, and she lowered her head.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu subconsciously reached out and rubbed her head.

"Really? I read it too fast and didn't pay much attention to the later parts. Sorry. But since you put it that way, it seems that the female lead isn't so desperate as to dig a hole and bury herself. Putting aside some aspects, I... still quite like her."

“Sir…” The girl looked up, a glistening tear welling up in her red and swollen eyes.

"Hey? Why are you crying? Let me make this clear, the master didn't mean to bully you." Xiao Yu stepped forward and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he relaxed.

"Hmph! It was the teacher who did this. I'm going to tell my mother when I get back, and she'll come after you."

“Um… Ni Chang, there’s no need for that. The master was just trying to comfort you, why are you repaying kindness with enmity?”

Xiao Yu remembered that the girl's mother was a shrewish woman who lost her husband early and became a widow. She worked very hard to support her family and was a truly upright woman.

Sometimes, there's a lot of gossip around a widow's door. To drive away those rumors and scare away those idle scoundrels who loiter around her house, she can be quite scathing in her insults, and he can't stand it.

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Sir, you're such a coward! Are you really that afraid to see my mother?"

"Yes! I'm afraid. Your mother's reputation is so great that I, a mere schoolteacher, can't possibly withstand it."

"Well... when you have time, sir, you can come to my house as a guest and meet me. Actually, my mother is very gentle, not at all as scary as people say."