General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 522

Chapter 522: Reunion (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was an indescribable face. Anyone who saw it would never forget it.

Because…

It was already unrecognizable.

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and regretted her abruptness.

The other party also took advantage of her momentary shock to take back the bamboo hat uneasily and put it on himself again.

Su Xiaoxiao was about to say something when a carriage stopped not far away. The three little balls slid down and ran toward her.

Dahu took the lead.

Erhu and Xiaohu followed closely behind.

That person seemed to be unwilling to be discovered by more people. He hurriedly turned around, raised his left hand, and nervously clasped his cloak.

The three little ones were getting closer.

He left without looking back.

Su Xiaoxiao still didn’t want to let him go so quickly. She had to figure out who he was, what he had experienced, why his appearance had been destroyed, and why he had helped her time and time again.

Also, was it him who had applied the blood-staunching elixir and held the umbrella for Qin Canglan that night?

There were too many doubts in her heart. Su Xiaoxiao reached out to grab at him, but this time, he was wary and didn’t let Su Xiaoxiao touch his body. However, Su Xiaoxiao pulled down a rusty bell from his waist.

He wanted to snatch the bell back. “Mother, what are you doing? Sister Xiyue, hurry up!”

It was Xiaohu’s childish voice.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt his body stiffen. She immediately retracted her hand.

Then, he fled.

“Mother!”

The three little ones pounced on Su Xiaoxiao.

She bent down and hugged the three little fellows.

When she turned to look in the direction the other party had left, there was no sign of him.

But she knew that he had been here.

Xiaohu saw the broken sword on the ground and ran over to pick it up. Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly pulled the little guy back. “It’s dangerous. You’ll cut your hand. ”

“It’s dangerous.” Xiaohu sat in Su Xiaoxiao’s arms and obediently leaned his head on Su Xiaoxiao’s shoulder.

Although he could not play with swords, he was happy to be hugged.

“Why are you guys here?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.