Until in a small courtyard, the strange spider children came and went to work.
Chen Nong’s head was like thunder and he was dizzy.
The child who was still waiting to see the joke waited for a while but didn’t expect to scream. He looked at Chen Nong with disappointment and surprise, “You still have some courage.”
Chen Nong heard it but didn’t open his mouth to speak, wondering how he had the courage, but in fact he was too scared to scream. Now his legs were weak and struggling to support his body.
“Chen Mei’er!” The child shouted towards Spider Boy, “Your family is here to pick you up, come out quickly!”
After a while, a girl with two braids ran out.
“Mei’er!” When Chen Nong saw her, his limbs regained their vitality and walked towards her.
Chen Meier: “Dad!”
When the two met, Chen Meier was hugged by Chen Nong and looked up and down.
The words “You have suffered” were stuck in my throat and I couldn’t spit them out.
The daughter I hadn’t seen for a few days had red lips and white teeth, a rosy complexion, and her eyes were brighter and more refined and clever than before.
The kid waved his hand impatiently, “Just take the person and leave. Don’t disturb others here.”
This ‘other person’ made Chen Nong instinctively look around, and when he saw the densely packed spider children, he came back to his senses with a jolt.
He hugged Chen Mei’er and wanted to leave, but Chen Mei’er looked reluctant to leave. He asked the kid, “Brother Huai, can Mei’er come here to play with you in the future?”
Chen Nong: “!?”
Qiao Huai said: “Who is your brother Huai? Don’t scream.”
He looked proud, “Is Siye Mansion a place where you can come whenever you want? You are lucky to be able to come here this time, go ahead.”
Chen Meier looked hurt, but Chen Nong was completely tired and wanted to see if her daughter was possessed by evil spirits.
He was holding his daughter and just wanted to go home and show his wife. On the way, he met a familiar old man. The latter also saw him, stopped and said, “Chen Nong?”
Chen Nong saw a few people dressed as scholars following the old man. He lowered his head to hide his inferiority and whispered: “Master.”
The old man was the teacher at the junior high school in Fu Xue, and was also Chen Nong’s former mentor.
“You…the child has recovered? Congratulations.” Hu Fuzi noticed Chen Meier he was holding.
Chen Nong still lowered his head in response, his back stiff.
The master could see clearly that he felt pity for this student who had placed such high hopes on him.