Turning his head, Sikong Wuyou looked at Bai Su and asked, "Who delivered the letter?"
Bai Su: "According to the yan servant, it was delivered by two young girls."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Wuyou imdiately stood up, "Where is she?"
Since it was delivered by two young girls, one of them must be An Ning.
"The yan servant said, after handing over the letter, they left."
Only then did Sikong Wuyou regain his composure and continued to sit properly.
Since she has already left, it indicates that at this mont, she does not wish to et him.
Or perhaps, there are others by her side, making it inconvenient to et him.
In this case, it’s better not to go after her.
After all, they will et again tomorrow, so there’s no urgency at this mont.
He carefully stored the letter, placing it inside the book he often reads.
The handwriting on the letter was quite neat, very delicate, probably written by a young girl, though he was unsure if it was An Ning.
But it was evident that the person who wrote the letter isn’t used to writing, making the penmanship quite awkward.
The present An Ning is not the sa as the An Ning of the past, so the information gathered might not be true, thus he can’t judge her based solely on the gathered information.
Inside the fabric shop, An Ning and Qinghe picked out the materials, each buying a large bag of cotton, before leaving.
"Sister An Ning, where shall we find dad and the others?" Qinghe asked.
"Let’s go to the inn, they are delivering goods there." Having visited several tis, An Ning was more acquainted with the surroundings.
By the ti An Ning and the others arrived at the inn, An Dafu had finished unloading the goods and successfully received the silver coins.
Seeing the two of them return with large bags, he said, "Just put the stuff on the cart, and I’ll push it later."
Of course, An Ning didn’t stand on ceremony, and while An Dafu was speaking, she had already placed her items onto the cart.
However, before An Dafu could start working, Lu Xiu had already proactively pushed the cart.
Witnessing this, An Dafu only smiled and didn’t say anything, but deep down, he was even more pleased with Lu Xiu.
This young fellow is quite decent, yet unfortunate timing and being burdened by several younger brothers have temporarily held him back.
If he were fighting the world alone without any burdens, he would surely be very capable, certainly more competent than when An Dafu struggled alone.
Turning his head, An Dafu asked An Ning and Qinghe, "Have you finished buying everything?"
"We’ve bought all the important items. Are you anxious to return, Uncle Erlai?" This was An Ning’s helplessness, having to call her own father "Uncle" in front of others, which was, indeed, hurtful.
It wasn’t just hurtful to An Dafu, but also to herself.
Therefore, thinking this way, recognizing foster parents had its advantages.
At the very least, she could openly call An Dafu "Dad" in the future.
"No rush, we’ll do nothing today but accompany you two to shop around, buy whatever catches your eye, don’t begrudge spending money. I just got paid, you two can spend freely today."
Actually, this speech was mostly directed at Qinghe.
For this girl, An Dafu truly felt a pang in his heart.
He didn’t know how much hardship this girl endured in her youth. Her thin body could still be nurtured back to health, but her personality had already ford, which is not so easily altered.
Moreover, in ancient tis, girls married young, so he couldn’t help but worry. With this personality, she might suffer at the husband’s house in the future.
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