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At night, in the mountains…
A bonfire became a lone star amid the great mountain ranges, surrounded by the chorus of insects and the crackling of burning wood. Occasionally, a firefly would drift out from the trees, passing in front of the Daoist.
Song You sat cross-legged facing the fire, but he was not cultivating. In fact, he hadn’t practiced in a long time. At this moment, he turned slightly to the side and looked at little Jiang Han, who was sitting haphazardly beside him. He pointed toward the sky.
“Stars.”
“Stars!” Little Jiang Han tilted her head up, her eyes sparkling.
“Those bright, twinkling things in the sky are called stars.”
“Stars!”
“What about a few days ago, what was that in the sky?” Song You quizzed her. “That big, bright one.”
“It’s… it’s… the moon!”
“That’s right. Very smart.”
Unlike Lady Calico, he didn’t hand her a roasted cicada or grilled grasshopper as a reward. Instead, he patted her head. Her hair was growing thicker now, and it felt warm under his hand. He then gently asked, “And what time is it now?”
“Ah…”
“Hmm? What time is it?”
“Lady Calico!” Little Jiang Han looked around helplessly.
“It’s nighttime,” Song You prompted.
“Nighttime!”
“So clever.” Song You smiled.
It wasn’t just empty flattery.
Little Jiang Han was probably about a year old now, maybe a year and a couple of months. Children from ordinary families would generally be speaking at this age, but few could answer questions like this. When she had drifted down from the river half a year ago, she hadn’t been able to say...
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