The small talk between the three of them did not last long, and soon the shopkeeper came.

Keqing also took the opportunity to say goodbye to the two of them and went to work with her.

Xiangling's little face was still blushing, and there was some embarrassment and something inexplicable in her eyes when she looked at Wang Daoyi.

Wang Dao smiled, he was usually just more interested in unknown knowledge, which did not mean that he was an emotional idiot.

Xiangling's feelings for him are already very simple to detect.

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

That's a lot of money.

Holding the girl's little hand, the hand that often chops vegetables and holds the gun is not feminine, but feels a small callus that is not obvious, this is a girl full of life.

"When you return to Liyue, I'll accompany you to Wanmin Hall first, and if Master Mao wants to scold, he will scold me first, haha!"

The boy took the initiative to respond for the first time, letting Xiangling Xiaolu bump into him, with a hint of sweetness at the tip of his heart, and everything in the journey was vivid.

Fighting with him, cooking with him, living with him, the embrace of the boy when the tower fell apart and falling into the abyss, the two of them have experienced a lot unconsciously.

There are also teenagers who wiped his body when he was drunk.

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

"We bought so many gifts, Daddy will definitely love it!"

Even if Daddy doesn't like it, I'll convince Daddy, the girl thought to herself.

Affection is polite

The two expressed their feelings to each other in silence, and after a long time, they let go of the hand holding each other.

In the shopkeeper's polite farewell, the two retrieved the stored carriage and got back on the road.

Wang Daoyi couldn't wait to return to Liyue Harbor to tell Master Mao his intentions, and then ask for the other party's permission.

Although Master Mao usually scolds me and always dislikes me, but, maybe, maybe, probably, he will accept Xiangling and my relationship!

Sitting in the carriage, Wang Daoyi thought with some concern.

He didn't express his position before, he naturally enjoyed the virtuous nature of the girl, and now that they have expressed their feelings for each other, they naturally have to ask for the consent of the other party's parents, cough cough, at least let the other party's parents know.

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

Combined with the two truckloads of goods, the two of them were unable to travel quickly, and it took them seven days to return to Liyue Harbor.

In the middle, I passed by the Wangshu Inn, asked Xiao Er, and got the news of the heroic duo

Xingqiu and Chongyun searched for a week in Dihuazhou, and on the way they rescued many adventurers who were besieged by monsters, but they still didn't find the ruins, and finally it was the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce who came and called the two back.

With two truckloads of goods, the two returned to Liyue Harbor.

Liyue Harbor was still as prosperous as it was, and after a month of absence, Wang Daoyi actually felt like home.

"Let's go, let's go home!"

After registering the two truckloads of goods at the city gate, Wang Daoyi took Xiangling's little hand and said a word to go home.

Xiangling obediently put her little hand in Wang Dao's hand, and her eyes were indissolvably gentle and happy.

A girl who falls in love doesn't think about anything else, as long as she is accompanied by a teenager, it's enough.

In fact, in the crowd, some people have already recognized Xiangling, and she, the little chef of Wanmintang, is still very recognizable.

Along the way, no one bothered the little couple, everyone looked at the two with smiles, or teased, or blessed, and the two didn't care.

Passing by the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, he left a message with Ah Xu at the door, asking him to tell Xingqiu that he and Xiangling had returned, as for Chongyun, haha, Xingqiu knew, Chongyun would naturally know.

Walking from Scarlet Cloud Slope to Eat Tiger Rock, the 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, Wang Daoyi can't feel warm.

As soon as he walked into Eating Tiger Rock, he felt a murderous aura and a resentment of an abandoned old father.

Wanmintang is in the middle of eating tiger rock, at the door of Wanmintang, Master Mao saw his baby daughter at a glance, she is so cute, so beautiful, if she didn't hold the stinky boy's hand, it would be better, if she didn't have that stinky boy by her side, it would be the best.

Unfortunately, the truth is always not what people want.

As the two of them got closer and closer to Wanmin Hall, the old father's eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at the two, cough cough, it was Wang Daoyi's eyes that became more and more unkind.

What kind of person is Wang Daoyi, even if the old father is about to stare out of his eyes, Wang Daoyi still holds Xiangling and doesn't let go.

"Uncle Mao, I'll bring Xiangling back and pull it back!"

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

The old father's blood pressure soared, and he did not speak with a black face.

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

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm back with a lot of presents!"

The daughter's acquaintance made the old father's blood pressure stabilize, although he still had a dark face, but he finally gave Wang Dao a little head; "Good work, come in!"

Wang Daoyi, who was allowed, did not feel the slightest feeling of being faced, and honestly moved the boxes of gifts purchased by Xiangling into Wanmin Hall.

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

Anyway, they all got their daughters, and whoever put them is not a family, they are all a family.

As for Master Mao's black face, Wang Daoyi didn't care at all, you took away other people's small padded jackets, and it is not normal for people to have black faces.

When Wang Dao moved all the things into Wanmin Hall, Master Mao's face was already much better.

He doesn't hate Wang Daoyi, it's just an old father, and he has a natural sense of resistance to the pig who arches away his own cabbage.

Putting aside this sense of resistance, he is more satisfied with Wang Daoyi.

He is the same age as Xiangling, he bought a family business in Liyue Harbor at a young age, he also likes to cook, this kid also likes to read, and he has beautiful eyebrows, so he can be said to be the best choice for his son-in-law.

However, the thought of his daughter, who was only sixteen years old, made the old father unable to calm down.

"Daoyi, you and Xiangling are still young!"

The old father pondered for a long time before he could say a word.

"Master Mao, we know that it is powerful, and now we are just starting to date!"

Although Xiangling is already delicate and lovely, 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, you make friends, I don't object to it, but you're still too young and have a long time, so, you know!"

The old father pondered the words and sentences, and said that it was heavy, afraid that Xiangling would be sad, and said it lightly, for fear that Wang Daoyi would not understand.

Wang Daoyi understands, although he is a sixteen-year-old boy in this life, he is also a person who has experienced the crisis of early love at school in his last life.

He fully understands the old father's feelings.

"Uncle, I am as young as Xiangling, we have the same hobbies, and we also understand each other's personalities, we will grow up together slowly, please rest assured!"

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

For the old father, as long as he expresses that he and his daughter have the same hobbies, have a common language, and get along, and then say that they will not go further in a short time, it is fine.

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

Showing a seemingly kind smile, Master Mao beckoned Wang Daoyi to stay for dinner.

"That's good, that's good, Daoyi, you just came back, Uncle will pick you up and wash the dust, eat at home tonight, you accompany me to have a few drinks!"