Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

As Mr. An left, the man quickly helped his mother sit down: "Calm down, don't get angry, you are not in good health."

The old woman watched Mr. An leave, and then she gradually calmed down. She sat in her seat for a long time and sighed heavily.

"This is the first time I have seen you so excited since I was a child. Who was that man just now?" the man asked.

The woman was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "He was the leader of the Liyue mercenaries many years ago. He was so powerful and arrogant. Your father worked under him back then."

"No wonder, he kept saying that I look like him after seeing me. Now I think he should be saying that I look like my father, right?"

The man paused for a moment, and then said: "In this case, our family should have a good relationship with that man, why..."

The woman narrated what happened many years ago: "When escorting goods, the mercenary team was attacked fiercely by a group of monsters. Your father and other teammates were all killed in the battle. Only the one named An escaped."

The woman couldn't help crying when she talked about this memory.

"He disappeared without a trace after that incident. Although a large amount of Mora was given to each mercenary's family as compensation, what's the use of that? Can a person's life be more important than a lot of money?" The woman slapped her thigh to express her dissatisfaction.

"I would rather not have the money, but I want your father to come back."

The woman's voice choked and she sobbed softly.

The man heard it and fell silent.

He suddenly understood why his mother was so excited just now.

For their family, Grandfather Amber was indeed unforgivable.

Because this family has lost their father and husband since then.

......

After that, Mr. An adjusted his state and went to another family according to the address.

The family saw Mr. An coming and turned around to close the door.

When he approached and just wanted to say something, he heard a clear and powerful voice from inside the house: "Get out, we don't want to see you."

The families he visited several times in a row were like this, either closing the door and not seeing him, or being coaxed out.

Mr. An walked for a day, got nothing but insults and cold stares.

Actually, he had guessed that there would be such a result before he decided to do this, so it was not a surprise.

He owed everyone these things, and even if he was despised, he deserved it.

When the sun was about to set, Mr. An dragged his tired body back to his residence.

Little Amber hadn't seen her grandfather for a day, so she ran over and hugged Grandpa An's thigh, looking up and asking, "Where did Grandpa go today? Amber missed you so much."

Grandpa An forced out a tired smile and answered, "Grandpa went to see some old friends today."

Little Amber blinked, "I know, Grandpa is looking for old friends to reminisce, right? So is Grandpa happy chatting with old friends?"

"Of course I am happy. They are so happy to see me in Liyue. We talked a lot about my life as a mercenary. They also kept asking me to stay for dinner. I said no, no, my granddaughter is waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Grandpa An touched Amber's head and tried his best to look happy.

Amber believed what Grandpa An said. In her opinion, her grandfather has always been very popular with everyone, has many friends, and is popular. Everyone likes him.

Grandpa An stood at the window and looked at the night outside. It was silent outside, with only the stars in the sky shining.

He suddenly wanted to drink, the kind that would not go home until he was drunk.

It's a pity that no one can accompany him to do this.