Chapter 308: Nezha Finally Embraces Lady Yin

Tang An did not mention Shen Gongbao's whereabouts; after all, what Shen Gongbao cared about most was his family.

Before Shen Gongbao had the ability to protect his family, it was better not to expose the traces of him and his family.

"Zha'er." Li Jing and Lady Yin came over, walking toward Nezha.

Nezha's lips moved slightly, and he stood up to offer a greeting.

Originally, he still intended to maintain his awkward temperament, but upon seeing Li Jing and Lady Yin arrive, he recalled the words Tang An had said before.

"While there is still time, while you can still express it, do not let your awkwardness and stubbornness leave you with regrets."

"No one knows if the person you see today will be the last person you see in this life."

"Zha'er." Lady Yin pulled Nezha to sit down, and the couple sat on either side of him.

"Once you leave, we do not know if there will be another day to meet." Lady Yin stroked Nezha's cheek with heartache, her eyes full of reluctance to let him go.

"The killing intent on you is too heavy; you must remember to restrain your temperament and not let it harm yourself."

"When you are away, follow your master and learn well. Mother knows you are very capable, but when you fight with others, do not always use that reckless, life-risking style."

"Mother does not know how much suffering you have endured, but Mother wants you to know that in places you cannot see, Mother is always worrying and fretting over you."

At this moment, the Lady Yin before her eyes seemed to overlap with the Lady Yin of the Journey to the West World.

She was always so nagging, always preaching endlessly, always caring to the point of making him feel suffocated, and he would even be annoyed by being managed...

But later...

Later, those memories became his most precious possessions.

Those nags, preachings, and cares became things he could not obtain even if he wanted to.

"Zha'er." Li Jing poured two cups of wine. "Come, let us father and son have a drink."

Nezha looked up at Li Jing; such words... he had never said them to him before.

Originally, he should have felt overwhelming hatred for Li Jing. But at this moment, he did not have the slightest negative emotion.

If, if this were truly his father, how good that would be.

Nezha drank that cup of wine with a thousand thoughts in his mind; it was the most special cup he had ever drunk in his life, a wine that was bitter and fragrant, astringent and spicy.

Mo Wan Nezha also walked over and poured himself a cup of wine.

"Look at you, now that you're here, Father and Mother don't care about me anymore."

"But I won't hold it against you, because you are me, and I am you."

"They, naturally, are your father and mother as well." He raised his cup, signaling for Nezha to drink together.

Nezha clinked glasses with Mo Wan Nezha, and the two drank it all in one gulp.

Watching the family of four enjoying their time together, Tang An felt immense gratification in her eyes.

This trip was definitely not in vain.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian exchanged a glance, their eyes also full of joy for Nezha.

"Master, drink less, or you'll end up hitting your head on the table again." Sun Wukong laughed and joked.

Yang Jian said, "If Master wants to drink, let her drink. If she drinks too much, she can just sleep, and we will leave tomorrow."

He could tell that beneath Tang An's happy exterior, there was a hidden undertone of sorrow.

It was precisely because she had regrets in everything that she did not want them to harbor the same regrets, and she was trying her best to help them make up for their regrets.

Tang An rested her head on her hand, drinking sip by sip. She did not know what she was thinking about, but her eyes seemed to shimmer with tears.

Who wouldn't yearn for the warmth of a home?

It was just that she wiped away her tears without a trace, not wanting to spoil the mood during such a happy time.

She looked up at the round Mingyue and finally understood that poem, "Quiet Night Thought."

At the hour of the Rat.

Tang An was half-drunk and half-sober, and Lady Yin helped her to her living quarters.

She helped Tang An onto the bed and ordered someone to fetch some water to wipe her face and hands.

In a daze, Tang An looked at Lady Yin and called out, "Grandmother~"

This call was filled with grievance and longing.

Lady Yin tucked the quilt in for Tang An and wiped away her tears.

"Are you missing your family?"

Tang An's mind cleared a little, and she wiped away her tears with her hand. "No."

"You child, what is there to be shy about when missing your family?" Lady Yin wiped her little face. "You children are always bottling up so many things in your hearts and are unwilling to tell the adults."

"Sometimes, if you speak your worries out loud, your heart will feel lighter."

Tang An wanted to speak but stopped, because she was not the child who was unwilling to communicate with adults. She just... had no one to tell.

"Why are you crying again? Did I hit upon your sorrow?" Lady Yin also realized her way of speaking was wrong. "Don't cry, don't cry. Tomorrow I will make some pastries and sweets for you to take on the road, how about that?"

She coaxed Tang An, which was actually similar to how she coaxed Nezha.

"You say, you child, you are clearly still a child yourself, yet you dress up like an adult and have become someone else's master."

"Does Nezha bully you often? If he bullies you, you must tell me, and I will definitely give him a good talking-to later."

Tang An suddenly rose from the bed and hugged Lady Yin's waist, resting her head on her shoulder.

Lady Yin stroked Tang An's back with heartache. "Good child, if you want to cry, then cry, cry out loud."

Tang An shook her head. "I just want to hug you, just for a little while is fine." Her tears were already silent.

She did not know how long she leaned in Lady Yin's arms afterward, but without realizing it, she fell asleep in Lady Yin's embrace.

Lady Yin carefully laid Tang An down and stroked the child's cheek.

"Both are good children, and both are suffering children." Her eyes were red with heartache.

Returning that night, Lady Yin did not sleep all night. The candlelight reflected her silhouette, as if she were busy with needlework.

The next morning.

Tang An and her three disciples rested for the night and were ready to depart.

Lady Yin brought out four bundles and gave one to each of Tang An and her three disciples. It looked like she had carefully divided them up.

"You have all helped us a great deal, and we have no way to repay you."

"These things are a token of my sincerity; please, you must accept them."

Tang An did not decline and simply stored them away into her Wealth Gathering Ring.

"Lady Yin," Tang An said, taking out a Lie Kong Claw, "this object contains the Immortal Power left behind by the three of them. If you encounter a life-or-death crisis, throw this object out."

"The Immortal Power contained within is enough to shatter the void, allowing them to sense it. When that time comes, we will naturally come to assist you."

This was because Tang An knew that although Lady Yin's death tribulation had passed for now, she did not know if the Heavenly Dao would make her face the death tribulation in a different way after they left.

In truth, Tang An could have directly given Lady Yin a Ginseng Fruit Tree Leaf. But that thing was, after all, not an object of this realm. Tang An could not determine whether giving it to her would bring about corresponding risks of Causality.

If a life-or-death crisis truly arrived, as long as they arrived in time, it would still be soon enough to use the leaf to save Lady Yin.

Lady Yin understood their intentions and did not refuse, silently accepting it as well.

She looked at Nezha, "Before you leave, can Mother still give you a hug?"

Nezha glanced at Tang An, and Tang An nodded at him, giving him courage.

He stepped forward and embraced Lady Yin.