The village king returned home in the middle of the afternoon and saw Xueer's note. He lay on the chair for a while and then came to the village king's house.
Xueer told him that she recognized Zhilin as her goddaughter
Zhilin smiled and said to the village king: "From now on, the village king, except at work, I will call you godfather."
"If I don't get used to it, you should still call me the village king," Zheng Shuang said with a smile.
"Zhilin, do you call me grandma or call him the king of the village? I won't give it to him," Xueer said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll listen to grandma." Zhi Lin looked at Zheng Shuang with a smile.
When the village king saw Zhilin's big eyes, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling towards her. She didn't know what it felt like to accept Xueer as her godmother. Anyway, he wasn't happy.
During dinner, the village king Wang Xue'er and Xue'er's mother were very close to Zhi Lin. Zhi Lin didn't drink as usual, but she accompanied the four of them alone with a wine glass, saying that she didn't drink as a courtesy.
After dinner, everyone chatted for a while. Xueer sent Zhilin alone to the village committee. Zhilin thought at that time how the village king could rest assured that Xueer sent her alone. She thought like this but did not say that the village king had his own reasons for being relieved
In the next few days, Zhilin continued to go from house to house, chatting and joking with some people. Of course, the village king knew her situation. He thought that Zhilin was indeed an innocent and playful girl, and he didn't care about her accepting Xueer as her godmother. In his heart, although Zhilin is cute, after all, he is as big as his own child. He will not have any idea of her. She will accept Xueer as her godmother.
In the past few days, Zhilin learned that Xueer had self-destructed her face and her voice became hoarse, and then suddenly regained her appearance and inexplicably. She felt that Xueer was a mystery even more.
Zhilin also heard about the village king who steadily raised the Eight Immortals Table on his seventieth birthday, and how the village king alone scared away people who were building roads and causing trouble in other villages, and how he wisely retreated from the gangsters. She felt that this village was full of people. It has a mysterious color, and the family of the village king is the source of the mystery of this village. As for the village king, after all, he came from another village.
After Zhilin synthesized and analyzed all the information she got after entering the village, she believed that it was not surprising that the village king respected Xue'er because Xue'er was so mysterious that she must have secrets that outsiders didn't know.
In the eyes of the old people in the village, the village king is a very magical figure. His ability to lift the Eight Immortals Table is just the beginning of his external skills. The village king is also from another village and came to the village. His mystery comes from Xueer's grandfather.
Zhilin grew up in a martial arts family. Of course she knew that Xue'er's mother and Xue'er were both secretive and mysterious figures. Or that Xue'er's mother would be more skilled than the king of the village in mysterious martial arts; If the village king is more mysterious than the real master, the village king may not be Xueer's opponent, because Xueer's mother and she got the true inheritance of the mysterious martial arts of the village. Although they are both daughters, after all, they are biologically taught the stunts by blood.
After Zhilin analyzed the situation, she felt that it would be the best thing to accept Xueer as her godmother.
When the village king and Xueer chatted, they would always talk about Zhilin. The village king always thought that Zhilin was too childish, naive and playful, which was her characteristic.
Zheng Shuang's understanding of Zhilin and his attitude toward her. Xueer just smiled. In her heart, she still thought that Zhilin was not a simple girl, but she couldn't explain why she was not simple.
That day, Zhilin came to Xueer's house after breakfast. She walked in and called Xueer "Ama" affectionately, saying that she wanted to come and chat with her so that she wouldn't be lonely.
The two of them were sitting and drinking tea and watching TV, talking and laughing.
"Mom, I heard that you once disfigured yourself. Is it true?" Zhi Lin looked at Xue'er's eyes wide open and showed curiosity.
"Yeah, it's true. Why have you heard so many stories about me these days?" Xueer asked with a smile.
"Really, I also heard that you were disfigured because you went to meet the then deputy mayor Li Jun. Li Jun is now the deputy mayor." Zhilin still looked at Xueer.
"Yes, he became the deputy mayor and did a great thing for our village." Xueer still had a sweet smile on her face.
"Mom, you have a hoarse voice and scars on your face, but you suddenly recovered again. I feel so amazing when I hear it." Zhi Lin looked at Xue'er's smile that showed her innocence.
"This Zhilin is really not a simple girl. Her expression can cover up her inner thoughts at such a young age." Xueer still had the same expression on her face, but she was thinking about Zhilin in her heart.
"I was also surprised, especially my appearance. I only had one dream at night. In the dream, my face was burning. Zheng Shuang woke up the next day and found that my scars were gone. Not even a trace could be found on the bed. Zhilin, do you think she is old? God is blessing me," Xueer said with a smile.
"When you say this, God really cares about your loved ones. If you are kind-hearted, God will naturally take care of you." Zhilin still had an innocent smile on her face.
Xueer finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what she said. For Zhilin to say this means that she is also a kind-hearted person who thinks about everyone, at least for now.
What Xueer is worried about is that a beautiful, smart and secretive person like Zhilin joins the workforce at a young age. If she relies on her beauty and scheming to blindly pursue her own interests and seek career advancement, she will rise to great heights, and of course she will have endless troubles.
"Well, I do believe in destiny. Good people will be rewarded." Xueer also concealed her thoughts.
"Mom heard that both grandpa and the village king have learned martial arts and are very powerful in martial arts. Has grandpa taught you martial arts?" Zhilin asked with a smile.
"My father has learned some basic moves from Zheng Shuang. As a woman, I don't like it and I haven't learned it since I saw a fight. I'm afraid that people will tell me to learn and get beaten, so I won't learn it," Xueer said with a smile.
"Oh, if you learn to beat, you will still get beaten. I thought that if you learn to beat, you will only hit others. If you learn to beat, I will get beaten. I don't understand this." Zhilin's eyes showed curiosity again.
Zhilin's expression made Xueer unable to understand. She didn't know whether Zhilin really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand. She smiled and explained: "My father said that you will definitely be beaten when you learn to spank. This is the superficial meaning and the deeper meaning." Those who learn to fight will naturally have more opportunities to be beaten than ordinary people if they are famous enough to be challenged by strong players."
"Oh, that's right. That makes sense. I thought my grandma had learned martial arts, and I wanted to learn it from you. You said that even if you had learned it, I wouldn't dare to learn it from you." Zhilin laughed.