These matters, simply couldn't be clarified over the phone.
So Old Bai came.
However, after he left those two handwritten books and these questions behind, Chiang Xiao found herself unable to calm down for quite some time.
A man of limited intellect but abundant talent.
A man who could recite ancient texts, but couldn't remember his own name.
What was she supposed to say?
After seeing off Old Bai, Chiang Xiao took the two handwritten books to the lakeside in the backyard and sat on the threshold, looking out over the lake.
Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao didn't dare to disturb her, seeing her like this, but they were really worried.
"Uncle Hai, do you think that man could be Little's father?"
"We don't have any evidence right now, what can we say?" Chiang Songhai shook his head and said, "It's only that Old Bai said he looks somewhat similar, but we don't even know if he's been to Peace Town. How can we say anything?"