eurekapd Chapter 840 Do you want a husband?
Chapter 840 Do you want a husband?
So what about Mulan, whom everyone is so eager to see?
Uh……
She was staring at some little guy with wide eyes.
"Whose kid is so rude! If you want to ride a horse, go back to your dad and be his horse!"
The little girl wasn't shy at all. She blinked her big eyes and retorted confidently, "My dad isn't home! I can't find him! I haven't seen him for four years!"
Mulan paused slightly, her anger subsided, and she pressed on, "Then where is your mother?"
The little girl tilted her head: "Lying down on the floor to sleep, along with my second and third kids..."
Mulan paused slightly, looking at the little guy in front of her who was riding her godfather and playing a war game with a sense of impotent rage.
But hearing the little guy say that, Mulan's heart felt like it had been gently bumped, and her anger instantly dissipated, replaced by a tender feeling of sympathy.
These words were like a small needle, gently pricking Mulan's heart. Looking at this little guy who was riding his godfather like a horse, her original intention to teach him a lesson vanished instantly, replaced by a tender feeling of sympathy.
She herself lost her father at a young age, but fortunately, she had her mother and the godfather in front of her to raise her...
Mulan finally shifted her gaze from the little girl to the old man she was carrying on her shoulders.
He was an old man as imposing as a mountain.
She wore a faded blue Zhongshan suit, with the top button fastened meticulously. There were many more white hairs at her temples than when she left two years ago, but she still stood up straight, like an old pine tree that had weathered many storms but remained resilient.
At this moment, the old general, who had once been a formidable figure on the battlefield, was slightly hunched over, letting the little girl sit steadily on his broad shoulders, without the slightest hint of impatience on his face.
"Godfather..." Mulan's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly reddened.
After two whole years apart, the elderly woman she respected and was closest to seemed to have aged even more, but her eyes were still as bright and piercing as she remembered.
The old man slowly raised his head. The wrinkles etched on his face by time seemed to have deepened, but his posture remained upright. The moment his gaze fell upon Mulan, his eyes, which were always as sharp as an eagle's, suddenly lit up, like a cluster of warm sparks.
Yes, even seasoned veterans who have seen countless battles and death cannot escape the most ordinary bonds of family affection in this world.
However, in an instant, he regained his composure, simply nodding slightly, and gently supporting the little girl on his shoulder with his calloused hands, speaking softly to Mulan:
"You're back?"
Those three simple words instantly put Mulan's mind at ease. She took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions, and straightened her back as she had when she was a child, but her voice softened:
"I'm back."
In the back-and-forth of questions and answers, the two years of separation seemed to have been quietly erased.
"Grandpa, who is she? Do you know her?" The little girl sitting on the high place tilted her head curiously, her little hands tugging at the old man's hair.
Hearing the voice coming from above, the old general remembered that there was a "little commander" on his shoulder. He carefully lifted her down, his movements so gentle that they didn't seem like someone who had ever handled a gun.
"Haha, Xiao Dongdong, haven't you always asked me why my daughter hasn't come back yet? Look, she's standing right in front of you!"
Little Dongdong?
Mulan had never heard of this name before, and couldn't help but feel a bit curious about the little girl in front of her who could be treated so gently by her iron-fisted godfather.
However, she was more concerned about her godfather's condition. She knew very well that her godfather's skill points were almost entirely focused on military campaigns; he was a complete novice when it came to household chores...
He has never even cooked a decent meal!
Because she had just learned that after experiencing that considerable turmoil, her godfather had actually moved out of his well-off residence and moved alone to this simple courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, with only two guards and a driver by his side.
With his wife not around, he doesn't know how he's gotten through the past two years!
……
Yes, Mulan rushed back from Hong Kong, handed over Uncle Jin's crucial procurement list to the organization, and without even having a sip of water, hurried off to the outskirts.
Mulan understood that her godfather must be feeling a mix of emotions, filled with a sense of frustration and loneliness that outsiders could hardly comprehend. She rushed over not expecting to do anything earth-shattering, but simply feeling that being able to quietly stay by his side, even just exchanging a few casual words, might bring him some comfort.
But when she actually stood at the entrance of this small courtyard, her heart sank. A low mud-brick wall, a simple wooden door, and only the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking came from inside…
This is hardly a place for a godfather to live.
When she was on missions, she saw many people fall from grace and into despair, and that huge fall was often accompanied by a mental breakdown.
Thinking of her godfather, a man of many military exploits and a fierce character, now having to endure such coldness, Mulan felt a lump in her throat and her eyes reddened.
The courtyard gate was ajar, and it was quiet and deserted in front of it.
Mulan didn't want to rush in, so she nervously walked around the wall, hoping to find a side door or a place where she could glimpse inside.
Just as she was filled with worry, she saw a scene through a gap in the fence that left her speechless...
Her godfather, who was over sixty and should have been resting, was actually standing tall with the adorable little girl steadily on his shoulders, energetically and methodically directing a group of "child soldiers" in a game of charging into battle!
Seeing that her godfather still had the time and energy to play with the children, Mulan felt relieved, at least his mental state was much better than she had expected.
But then, an even stronger emotion, one that she herself found somewhat amusing, welled up inside her—
That's jealousy! Naked jealousy!
"Hmph! When I was little, I never imagined he would actually play games like lifting me up high. At most, he would just pat my head... What did this little girl do to deserve this? She actually managed to ride on his shoulders!"
Mulan felt a pang of jealousy, her gaze involuntarily falling on the little girl again. Whose child is this? Why does her godfather favor her so much?
She had no idea that this girl she called a "little rascal" was none other than Jiang Xia's beloved younger sister, the one currently causing a stir in a pharmaceutical factory in Northeast China, sporting a cowlick and a distinctive tuft of hair...
Jiang Dong!
She is the epitome of "dullness" even more so than her brother!
Wait, no, to put it more elegantly, it's more like having a "childlike heart"...
……
Upon hearing the words of the "leading grandfather," Jiang Dong's eyes lit up like little light bulbs. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she immediately ran to Mulan, showing no shyness whatsoever. She began to circle around Mulan, tilting her little head back and forth as if she were studying something new and interesting.
"Hey! You treated my godfather like a horse, I haven't even settled that score with you yet, and now what are you staring at me for?" Mulan put down the big bags and small packages she had brought back from out of town, looked at the little one in front of her, deliberately put on a stern face, and pretended to be "very fierce".
Hmph! You let this towering old woman ride on your back, and now you're looking at me with such a scrutinizing gaze? It seems it's time for some kids to recall the "fear" of being dominated by "big sister's authority"!
Don't think I didn't see the dust on your godfather's knees! He probably didn't just lift you up high, he was practically crawling on the ground...
Jiang Dong, the little girl, clearly failed to grasp the rich "inner thoughts" of Mulan. She continued to circle around Mulan, while Mulan, "not to be outdone," followed the little girl's movements with her beautiful eyes. The two seemed to be engaged in a silent "standoff."
snort! (｀へ′)
Just as Mulan thought the little girl was provoking her, Jiang Dong suddenly stopped, looked up at her with an extremely serious expression:
"Aunt Mulan!"
"Call sister!"
Do you want a husband?
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