The three people's chat didn't last long, and soon the shopkeeper came.

Keqing took advantage of the situation to say goodbye to the two of them and went to work on her work.

Xiang Ling's little face was still blushing with embarrassment, and she looked at Wang Daoyi with something a little embarrassed and inexplicable in her eyes.

Wang Daoyi smiled. He was usually just more interested in unknown knowledge. It didn't mean that he was an emotional idiot.

Xiangling's feelings for him were already very easy to detect.

A girl is willing to travel with you, live in the same house, cook for you every day, and give you a massage when you are tired.

This is already a very big sacrifice.

Holding the girl's little hand, the hand that often cuts vegetables and holds a gun is not soft, but feels that there are small calluses that are not obvious. This is a girl full of life.

"When we return to Liyue, I will accompany you to Wanmin Hall first. If Master Mao wants to scold me, he will scold me first, haha!"

The young man responded proactively for the first time, making Xiangling fawn bump into each other. There was a slight sweetness in his heart, and everything on the journey was vividly remembered.

Fighting with him, cooking with him, living with him, the boy's embrace when the tower collapsed and fell into the abyss, the two of them have experienced a lot without knowing it.

There was also a young man who wiped his body when he was drunk.

Xiangling's little face was no longer blushing, but had calmed down, but the lingering tenderness in her eyes seemed to drown the young man opposite.

"We bought so many gifts, Dad will definitely like them!"

Even if dad doesn't like it, I will convince him, the girl thought to herself.

It's all about love but it's about etiquette

The two expressed their feelings for each other in silence, and after a long time, they let go of each other's hands.

With the shopkeeper's polite farewell, the two men took back the carriage they had left and set off on the road again.

Wang Daoyi couldn't wait to return to Liyue Port, tell Master Mao what he wanted, and then ask for his permission.

Although Master Mao usually scolds me and always dislikes me, he should, maybe, probably, probably, accept Xiangling's relationship with me!

Sitting on the carriage, Wang Daoyi thought with some worry.

He didn't express his position before, so he naturally enjoyed the girl's virtuousness. Now that he expresses his feelings for each other, he naturally needs to obtain the consent of the other party's parents. Ahem, at least let the other party's parents know.

The distance from Shimen to Liyue is longer than the distance from Mondstadt to Shimen.

In addition to the two trucks of goods, the two of them could not travel quickly. It took them seven days to return to Liyue Port.

I passed by Wangshu Inn in the middle and asked the waiter, and got the news about the Xingxia and Zhiyi duo.

Xingqiu and Chongyun searched Dihuazhou for a week, and rescued many adventurers who were besieged by monsters on the way, but they still couldn't find the ruins. Finally, someone from the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce came and called them back.

With two carts of goods, the two returned to Liyue Port.

Liyue Port is still prosperous. After being away for a month, Wang Daoyi actually felt like he was home when he returned to this place.

"Let's go home!"

After registering the two carts of goods at the city gate, Wang Daoyi took Xiang Ling's little hand and said go home.

Xiang Ling obediently placed her little hand in Wang Daoyi's hand, her eyes filled with indescribable tenderness and happiness.

A girl who falls in love will not consider anything else. As long as she is accompanied by a young man, that is enough.

In fact, someone in the crowd had already recognized Xiang Ling. She, the little cook from Wanmin Hall, was quite recognizable.

Along the way, no one disturbed the young couple. Everyone looked at them with smiles, making fun of them, or blessing them, but they didn't care.

Passing by Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, he left a message with A Xu at the door, asking him to tell Xingqiu that he and Xiangling were back. As for Chongyun, haha, if Xingqiu knows, Chongyun will naturally know.

Walking into Chihuyan from Feiyunpo, a lively small market replaced the big shops, and the noise became more and more lively.

It's a pity that no matter how lively the atmosphere is, it can't make Wang Daoyi feel warm.

As soon as he walked into Chihuyan, he felt a murderous aura and resentment of his abandoned old father.

Wanmin Hall is right in the middle of Tiger Rock. At the entrance of Wanmin Hall, Master Mao saw his baby daughter at a glance. She was so cute and beautiful. It would have been better if she hadn't held that brat's hand.

Well, it would be best if she didn't have that brat beside her.

Unfortunately, the reality is always not what people want.

As the two people got closer and closer to Wanmin Hall, the old father looked at the two people with increasingly unkind eyes. Ahem, the eyes he looked at Wang Daoyi became even more unkindly.

Who is Wang Daoyi? Even if his old father is about to stare out his eyes, Wang Daoyi still holds Xiang Ling and won't let go.

"Uncle Mao, I'll bring Xiangling back!"

Wang Daoyi licked his face, raised the hand holding Xiang Ling, and signaled to Master Mao.

The old father's blood pressure soared and he said nothing with a dark face.

In front of her dearest old father, Xiangling still couldn't resist being shy, so she let go of Wang Daoyi's hand and hugged Master Mao's arm.

"Dad, Dad, I'm back and I brought you a lot of gifts!"

The daughter's act of understanding helped the old father's blood pressure stabilize. Although his face was still dark, he at least gave Wang Dao a nod: "Thank you for your hard work, come in!"

After getting permission, Wang Daoyi didn't feel like he was being shown off at all, and he honestly moved boxes of gifts purchased by Xiangling into Wanmin Hall.

In addition to the gifts purchased by Xiangling, there are also special cellar wines sent by Chenxi Winery, which are also placed in Wanmin Hall.

Anyway, we have got the girl's daughter, no matter who she is released from, we are all part of the same family.

As for Master Mao's dark face, Wang Daoyi doesn't care at all. You even took away his little cotton-padded jacket. Isn't it normal for someone to have a dark face?

When Wang Dao moved everything into Wanmin Hall, Master Mao's face looked much better.

It's not that he hates Wang Daoyi, he's just an old father who has a natural resistance to the pig that takes away his cabbage.

Putting aside this feeling of resistance, he was quite satisfied with Wang Daoyi.

He is the same age as Xiangling. He bought a family property in Liyue Port at a young age. He also likes cooking. This boy also likes to read. He is also good-looking and can be said to be the best choice for a son-in-law.

However, the old father couldn't calm down when he thought that his daughter was only sixteen years old.

"Daoyi, you and Xiangling are still young!"

The old father pondered for a long time before saying a word.

"Master Mao, we know he is powerful, but we have just started dating him now!"

Although Xiang Ling is already pretty and charming, Wang Daoyi has no more ideas. After all, the other party is only sixteen years old, and he is only sixteen years old.

"It's good that you know. I don't object to you making friends, but you are still too young and have a long time, so you understand!"

The old father considered the words carefully. If he said it too harshly, he would be afraid that Xiangling would be sad. If he said it too softly, he would be afraid that Wang Dao would not understand.

Wang Daoyi understood. Although he was a sixteen-year-old boy in this life, he also experienced the crisis of puppy love in school in his previous life.

He completely understood his old father's mood.

"Uncle, Xiangling and I are as young as each other. We have the same hobbies and understand each other's personalities. We will grow up together slowly. Please rest assured!"

Wang Daoyi didn't say much, nor did he show off his strengths.

For the old father, he only needs to express that he and his daughter have the same hobbies, have a common language, and get along well with each other, and then express that they will not go further in a short period of time.

Sure enough, Master Mao's face looks much better. As long as the pig doesn't eat the cabbage now, it's still acceptable.

Showing a seemingly friendly smile, Master Mao invited Wang Daoyi to stay for dinner.
Chapter completed!