coobybook Chapter 206 Go Home
Chapter 206 Go Home
As Leng Huan was wondering when his Dao Companion would appear, he stroked the stone lion's curly mane, counted three or four, and suddenly a familiar aura appeared beside him.
The jade pendant hanging from her waist flashed with light, and Fu Xun appeared, teleporting directly to her side.
The lazy Leng Huan immediately stood up straight, looked up at him for a moment, his clothes were perfectly in place, he was dressed in dark red, and his hair was flowing.
The sunlight was perfect, and her light blue lotus robe shimmered with tiny golden rays as she reached out her hand to Fu Xun, "Let's go home."
“Okay.” Fu Xun took her hand and, like an ordinary pedestrian, slowly strolled towards the Leng family home, leaving the chaotic and mournful Fu family mansion behind.
"Are you calm now?"
"Ok.
"Don't you feel like the world has brightened up?"
"Have."
The fairy asked in a sweet voice, and the young man answered silently.
The streets were bustling with pedestrians, who strolled around like ordinary people. Leng Huan casually bought some children's toys. She weighed the red ball in her hand, and the bell inside the ball made a ringing sound.
"Hmm." Passing by a stall selling masks, Leng Huan picked out a rabbit-face mask, held it in her hand and looked at it. It had a style reminiscent of exotic legends. Actually, it was a fighting god mask that children played with. She held it up to her face and said, "Look, what do you think?"
Fu Xun paused for a moment, assuming she had bought it for the child, and nodded, "Very interesting."
“I think so too… Hey!” To his surprise, Leng Huan swiftly put the mask on his face, aiming to catch him off guard. Fu Xun was stunned and at a loss, not daring to move, so he had no choice but to let her put it on him.
"Hahaha, did you think I bought this for Yun Du?" His reaction was amusing, making her laugh uncontrollably. "Don't move, don't move. Look at you... expert, um, expert, you're quite suitable too."
"..."
The tall, imposing man with an extraordinary air about him seemed unable to refute his wife, so he could only obediently lower his head and let her do as she pleased.
Leng Huan admired the man, who was so serious yet wore such a quirky mask, for a while. The contrast was striking. Suddenly, she leaned close to Fu Xun's ear and whispered, "Actually, you're really funny like this... Don't you think being ordinary is interesting too?"
Fu Xun looked down at her face. There seemed to be a gentle galaxy flowing in her bright eyes. After a while, he nodded: "Yes, it's very interesting."
"May you two be a loving couple forever!" The shopkeeper smiled broadly as he saw Leng Huan pull out a silver ingot. This mask wasn't cheap; it was usually bought by wealthy families to appease their children.
Fu Xun touched the mask on his face. It was a bit small, barely covering half of his face. He was in a good mood, cupped his hands to the boss, and turned to walk into the crowd with Leng Huan.
"These ordinary markets are quite fun. Did you come here when you were a child?"
"I rarely play."
In the bustling city center, far from the aristocratic families, there was a lively atmosphere. Turning the corner, Leng Huan looked at a tall building with colorful ribbons fluttering in the wind and stopped in his tracks.
That was a brothel. Seeing that she wasn't leaving and her eyes looked a little strange, Fu Xun's heart tightened, fearing that she was about to cause trouble again.
"Wife?" Fu Xun took off his mask and held it in his hand, squeezing her hand.
"Hehe... It's nothing, nothing. I didn't expect the customs and traditions of Beijun to be so unique." Leng Huan withdrew his gaze, inwardly scoffing, "Tsk, back in the day, I was a Wan Hua..."
"Leng Huan, what are you thinking about?"
"I wasn't thinking about anything." She quickly shook her head, pulled Fu Xun around, and walked away to another street.
Fu Xun secretly rubbed his forehead. How come this person hasn't changed at all?
Leng Huan intentionally or unintentionally retraced the steps of the street where he had fled years ago. It was very quiet, with far fewer people around.
Now in her fifties, she felt like a wanderer returning to her hometown, strolling through several streets and alleys with Fu Xun.
Having acquired a bunch of interesting trinkets, which he planned to take back for Yun Du to play with, Leng Huan walked briskly, humming a slightly off-key folk song, his crystal lotus hairpin swaying gently on his head.
"...The sun is rising, oh my...The world is so vast, oh my..."
"..."
Fu Xun followed silently. This is such a strange tune. I've never heard it before. Let me listen to it again.
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"Hey, have you heard? Something big happened at the Fu family recently."
"Shh, keep your voice down, are you out of your mind?"
"Shh, I heard about it. It was a dramatic scene, with the sky darkening and the sun and moon losing their light. The light was so bright that it illuminated the area for miles around."
Just as Leng Huan came out after buying roast chicken, he heard the chirping of crickets. He turned around and saw that there were cultivators in the queue to buy roast chicken eating melons.
This shop's signature roast chicken is a delicacy. Leng Huan bought two, ostensibly to share with Yun Du and Ta Ling.
"Let's go." She glanced at Fu Xun, but his expression remained unchanged. He didn't even give the onlookers a second glance, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Is there anything else you'd like to buy, my lady?"
Just two more streets and we'll reach the Leng family's house. Leng Huan had stopped walking because of the aroma, and now he was finally satisfied.
"No, no." I really, really have to go back now!
The two gradually walked down the long street.
Embroidery Pavilion.
"Why aren't Mother and the others back yet?" the child complained.
"Mother, Father!" The child cried out with a resentful look as he saw them leisurely appear at the courtyard gate. Yun Du ran over and hugged Leng Huan's leg. "Why were you gone for so long? It's almost dark!"
Leng Huan chuckled and handed him the fragrant roast chicken. Well, going shopping without a little kid in tow is just too wonderful!
Fu Xun picked up Yun Du, glanced at Leng Huan, and explained to the child, "Daddy had something to do today, and Mommy was afraid Daddy would get lost, so she went to look for Daddy. She also didn't forget to buy you some delicious food and fun toys. Yun Du, please forgive us?"
"Okay!" Hearing about food and toys, the child was already appeased. "Thank you, Daddy and Mommy!"
Upon arriving at the main house, a slightly guilty Leng Huan took out the items he had bought and let Yun Du play with them. Yun Du held the oil-paper roasted chicken in one hand and the toy in the other, unwilling to put either down, and was overjoyed.
Kids are so easy to please...
"Thank you, my wife." Fu Xun now understood that Leng Huan had specially accompanied him for a walk for half the day.
"...Why are you saying thank you?" Leng Huan paused upon hearing this.
Continuing to organize the things she had bought on the table, she got up and put a decorative item on the shelf—a cute little ceramic turtle.
Fu Xun helped put a peculiar little potted plant on the shelf, and after hearing her words, he hesitated for a moment before realizing what she meant.
"Then... how should I say it?"
Leng Huan leaned closer to him and naturally reached out to pinch his cheek: "Whatever, no problem, just tell me if you like it or not?"
“Of course I like it.” Fu Xun grabbed her hand that was teasing him. “I suddenly feel that this kind of simple life is also very good.”
"Yes, many people yearn for a peaceful and stable life, which is not necessarily a bad thing."
Leng Yan and Murong Bao's wedding is already in preparation. Leng Huan originally wanted to go to the far north ice plains, but he will have to wait until March to attend the wedding before he can leave.
It's a good time to prepare supplies, since the ice field is very far away and the cloud cover is very small, so we need to be well prepared.
Everything was prepared, from food and daily necessities to toys and even an introductory cultivation manual. Leng Huan just didn't expect that he would encounter an accident.
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