Chapter 2: Coming To Look For Daddy
Her clear eyes shone like stars in the night sky.
Xie Chong looked at her expressionlessly.
The soldiers behind Xie Chong twitched their lips. Can children just recognize anyone as their father these days?
Qin Wanwan stretched out her chubby little arms, but she couldn’t reach him, so she could only grab the man’s leg.
“Daddy, hug~”
Xie Chong lowered his gaze to look at her, his face expressionless: “You’ve got the wrong person, I’m not your father.”
At this moment, a deputy general dismounted from his horse: “Where did this child come from, recognizing random people as fathers? Come here, uncle will hold you.”
Qin Wanwan quickly dodged the hand he extended, her short legs scurrying away.
“Daddy, I want Daddy to hold me.”
“Hey, this little one is quite picky.”
Qin Wanwan ran ahead of the warhorse, standing on tiptoe and waving her small hand.
“Come down a little, come down a little.” The little one’s voice was soft and tender, very pleasant to hear.
Xie Chong could clearly feel that his horse was out of control and knelt down directly.
Xie Chong: …………
Everyone else: …………
The expressions of Xie Chong’s subordinates were somewhat difficult to describe. Wasn’t it you, General?
Xie Chong’s face darkened slightly. He tugged at the reins and coldly ordered, “Get up.”
The warhorse, which had galloped across the battlefield, twisted its neck, but refused to get up, no matter what.
Qin Wanwan couldn’t manage that much. She scrambled up Xie Chong and the horse using her hands and feet.
But… her legs were too short and her strength too small, she couldn’t climb up at all QAQ.
Keke was so anxious he wanted to cheer her on.
But it was afraid that as soon as it spoke, the fierce man would mistake it for a monster and kill it.
Seeing that the little one was about to cry, the horse became anxious. It turned its head and bit the armor Xie Chong was wearing.
It didn’t mind, so why was its master dawdling!
The veins on Xie Chong’s forehead throbbed, clearly indicating he was restraining himself.
“General, perhaps you should just hold her up.”
Xie Chong was expressionless, and finally lifted the little milk bun onto the horse’s back.
The horse neighed happily, then stood up.
Xie Chong stared at his horse, contemplating whether to switch his combat partner. He had never known his proud warhorse to be so subservient!
“Daddy.”
Xie Chong had originally placed the little one on the horse’s neck, a short distance from him.
But the little one wiggled and wiggled, and shamelessly wedged herself into Xie Chong’s arms.
Xie Chong frowned and looked at her: “Who are you? How did you get here?”
His expression was like interrogating a prisoner.
Qin Wanwan buried her little face in his ice-cold armor. It was a bit stiff, but she was so sleepy.
She yawned, her eyelids drooping, and tightly gripping his clothes with her small hands, she answered softly and mellowly.
“I’m Qin Wanwan, I came to find my daddy.”
After finishing her vague answer, she had already fallen asleep leaning against the tall man.
Xie Chong was very unaccustomed to this.
He wanted to pull the thick-skinned little one off and hand her to the deputy general.
But her fingers gripped his clothes tightly.
Xie Chong hesitated, wondering if he should cut that piece of cloth off with his knife.
But… this was his newly bought clothes, and he was reluctant to part with them.
“General, there is no one around.”
Xie Chong looked at the sky: “Continue moving forward and find a place to set up camp.”
“Yes!”
They found a place near the water to set up camp and started preparing food.
Xie Chong dismounted from the horse, expressionlessly holding a child in one arm.
Quite a few people looked at him curiously.
“Our general picked up a child, and it’s quite nice. It’s just that he doesn’t look very happy.”
“You can tell if the general is happy or not from his expressionless face?”
“But that little child is quite picky.”
Qin Wanwan didn’t wake up once she fell asleep, and the smell of food in the camp couldn’t wake her.
This was because most of the food during marches was dry flatbread soaked in water, and the taste was really not great.
Xie Chong ultimately didn’t have the heart to damage his clothes. He pried off the little one’s fingers that were clinging to his clothes.
The child’s fingers were soft, as if boneless.
The moment he touched them, Xie Chong feared that he might accidentally break the child’s finger if he wasn’t careful.
The weather now was not cold, but if you didn’t cover yourself when sleeping at night, you could easily catch a cold.
Not to mention that this was a delicate child.
Xie Chong had someone find a piece of clothing, spread some grass on the ground, placed the clothes and the person on it, and had a more meticulous subordinate watch over her before leaving.
It wasn’t his child, after all.
Keke cursed in his heart, flapped its wings, covered Qin Wanwan with clothes, and then curled up next to her to sleep.
It was exhausting these days.
Because she slept early the day before, Qin Wanwan woke up very early the next day.
The marching team also started to get up one after another, packing their things and preparing to continue.
Qin Wanwan rubbed her eyes and stared blankly at the crowd for a few seconds, then slowly remembered that she seemed to have found her daddy.
Where was her daddy?
The three-year-old milk bun stretched her neck, looking around for her father.
Keke landed on her shoulder and whispered: “Left, left. Turn your head to the left, your daddy is the tallest and most conspicuous one there!”
Keke hummed a couple of times: “He’s too incompetent, he actually wanted to abandon you. I’m telling you, child, be a bit thick-skinned and stick to him.”
Qin Wanwan clenched her small fists and cheered herself on.
“I know!”
Then she got up and, her short legs scurrying, went to find her father.
“Excuse me, excuse me.”
The stout little one ran into the crowd, not even as tall as their legs, and was easily overlooked by the busy people.
Hearing the sound, they looked down and saw the little one struggling to squeeze between their legs.
Her dirty little fleshy face was even a bit red from the effort.
“Oh, the little one is awake.”
Everyone smiled and made way, finding it quite amusing to see the little one waddle towards the general.
Qin Wanwan ran to Xie Chong, grabbed his leg, and clung to it: “Daddy~”
Her sweet voice was soft and acted spoiled.
“Daddy, hug.”
Xie Chong emphasized again: “I am not your father.”
Qin Wanwan: “You are Daddy.”
The two, one big and one small, were in a stalemate like this.
Xie Chong refused to hold her, and the little girl didn’t cry, but instead scurried around him with her short legs.
The big and small figures in the crowd were particularly conspicuous.
From the crowd of rough big men, the little girl’s soft and mellow calls of “Daddy” occasionally drifted over, melting people’s hearts.
Yet, their iron-like Great General remained unmoved.
“When did our General have a child?”
Some who didn’t have wives or children yet looked at the plump, small milk bun with longing.
Some even felt tempted to hold her, but the little one had a clear target and only followed one person.
She would cry if others held her.
Seeing her following Xie Chong, Keke flew off to find food for itself, and also to find some fruit for its little one.
During breakfast, Qin Wanwan sat beside Xie Chong, curiously staring at the dry coarse grain flatbread in his hand.
“Daddy, let Wanwan try some too.”
Qin Wanwan looked at him eagerly.
Xie Chong glanced at her small teeth: “You can’t eat it.”
“Just try a little bit, Wanwan will try a tiny bit.”
