Tang Fei remained silent.
He couldn’t answer that question.
He had gone to et the old man but hadn’t seen him.
There had been no recent news from New Star; whether the old man was alive or dead was also unknown to him.
He had his own worries and fears.
To a degree greater than Little Fatty’s, no less severe.
No one knew what the old man ant to him, even he himself hadn’t fully understood it before.
Now he understood, but he didn’t know how to express it, or to whom.
"Brother..."
Seeing Tang Fei silent, Little Fatty grew even more anxious.
The unclear answer in his mind was becoming clear and resolute.
This was what he feared most.
"Dad won’t be in trouble, right? You said he just went to negotiate with the Shen Family... They wouldn’t kill him, would they?"
Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty and answered truthfully, "I don’t know how Dad is now, whether he’s alright... But as long as there’s a glimr of chance, I will bring him back."
"Brother, could Dad possibly..."
"No." Tang Fei interrupted Little Fatty, comforting him, "You worried I was dead, but aren’t I alive and well right now?"
Little Fatty nodded.
"You’re worried Dad is dead... He will also be alive and well."
Little Fatty nodded more resolutely.
He seed to believe in this illogical logic, like believing in horoscopes and fate—people always want to believe information that favors them.
For instance, you still can’t figure out whether it’s the left eye indicating wealth and the right eye disaster, or the other way around...
Because you want whichever eye twitches to bring fortune.
So, elated, he said, "I knew it, dreams are the opposite... I dreamt you died, but you didn’t."
"I dreamt Dad died, but he didn’t die. He will definitely co back, right?"
"Right." Tang Fei, feeling a bit sour in his heart, looked at Little Fatty’s sincere and earnest chubby face and said with a smile, "This is Mount Hate, our ho, the ho for the three of us... We have co back, so how could he not return?"
"That’s great." Little Fatty smiled broadly, "If Dad cos back, we’ll stay... New Star is too scary, we’ll live on Mount Hate."
"Brother, do you know? Mount Hate is being built up beautifully now. Aunt He and the others built a base, fortified bunkers..."
"Aunt He?" Tang Fei looked bewildered.
"Aunt He Xiaohua," Little Fatty explained.
"She told you to call her aunt?"
"Yes." Little Fatty nodded, "She said calling her grandma makes her feel too old, and she still has to fight for you for a few years, kill so people... so she let call her aunt."
"..."
Tang Fei was speechless.
He had just called He Xiaohua ’aunt’ and was scolded that this place is a military camp, a base, with only generals, no relatives.
Why was Little Fatty suddenly a relative?
But thinking of the elders’ partiality toward Little Fatty, he reconciled himself with it.
First the old man, then Shang Xiulin, including now He Xiaohua...
Phoenix and Sheng Xinhua also took great care of him, even Sheng Xinhua’s parents, after seeing Little Fatty once, would from ti to ti send Sheng Xinhua to bring so food for Little Fatty.
All prepared by i Yuyin personally.
"We also have airplanes and Star Discs... and a lot of heavy weapons set up..."
"They built a water plant, can detoxify and filter the poisonous water sources... we don’t need to compete with the villagers for water anymore. Even the people in the village can drink our water..."
"Even the Mutant Beasts have decreased a lot, I went to the mountains, and barely encountered a few..."
"I even wanted to bring you a three-headed sheep, I know you love roasted sheep kidneys... when you wake up, you’ll be able to eat..."
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Little Fatty rambled on, his face filled with excitent and anticipation.
In his heart, the peaceful and materially rich New Star, with all its advanced technology, was far inferior to Mount Hate at this mont.
Even if this place was ravaged by acid rain, road by monsters, short of food, and almost devoid of high-tech products...
Regarded by those lofty New Star people as ’Wasteland’.
"No, we have to go back." Tang Fei said firmly.
Little Fatty looked shocked, asking, "Why?"
We barely escaped, why should we go back?
That’s soone else’s territory, the Shen Family’s territory, going back... do they have a way to survive?
"Because... we have to go back and bring the old man ho," Tang Fei said with a smile.
Even if that was the only reason, he had to go back.
Moreover...
What was lost, I must take back.
To fight, to rob, to kill and set fires, to be ruthless, to launch one war after another.
Because, that’s the kind of people his opponents are.
"Okay." Little Fatty imdiately accepted this reason, saying loudly, "Brother, I’ll go with you to bring Dad back."
"Good, let’s go together." Tang Fei nodded.
"But this ti you have to promise one thing, you can’t knock out again."
"...I absolutely won’t this ti." Tang Fei promised.
Everyone knows that a man’s promises and oaths are generally ineffectual.
"Brother, you rest well, I won’t disturb you anymore. If you need anything, just ring the bell by your bed... I can co imdiately. I’m staying in the room next to yours."
"Okay, you go rest too." Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty’s visibly haggard... chubby face, and said.
"Brother, I’m not tired."
Little Fatty gave Tang Fei so water to drink and then pulled open the door and walked out.
Standing in the courtyard, breathing the clearly murky air.
From an angle Tang Fei couldn’t see, the smile gradually disappeared from Little Fatty’s face, replaced by endless sorrow and lancholy.
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