Chapter 919: Home

Xue Family Bridge Village is going to be demolished; they might be the last to know about it.

But it doesn’t matter. Regarding the location of the new resettlement houses or any other compensation, Xue Dili isn’t concerned. The existence being dismantled is merely an “oh” response for him.

Yet, Little Dragon Lady seems to think differently; she appears to be quite downcast. Whenever she thinks about the village disappearing, a place occupying most of her memories just vanishing, she feels upset.

“Daddy, Daddy, can the village not be demolished…” On the way home, Little Dragon Lady holds Xue Dili’s hand and says.

Xue Dili stops at the doorstep and looks at this village, which isn’t really prosperous.

His eldest daughter’s mind is still like that of a child; her psychological age is akin to a two- or three-year-old. Perhaps for such a child, the village’s disappearance is like the sky falling.

But this village has already pretty much reached its end.

All the young people in the village have left; Jiang City is not a big city. They are more inclined to seek opportunities in larger cities, leaving mostly grandparents with kids behind.

These houses now mainly serve as rentals to migrant workers and students from other places.

In truth, the village has already died in spirit.

The grandparents staying with the kids are the village’s last guardians.

Once they leave, even if the village still exists, the past village will never return.

Hence, even if the village were forcibly preserved, it would serve no purpose. In five or ten years, tenants will change, but those who were once here will never return.

Unless Xue Dili stops being humane and sets an eterno-illusion, keeping everyone in the village, making them work nearby and attend school locally, centering everything around the village.

But Xue Dili wouldn’t do that.

“I’m home.” Holding Little Dragon Lady, who’s only wearing one shoe, Xue Dili calls into the house.

In an instant, Fafnir rushes over and says, “Welcome home, Teacher. This time you’ve been gone too long.”

“Sorry, I’ve been doing a lot recently…” Xue Dili says, patting Fafnir’s head.

The half-elf’s face blushes immediately and then rubs against Xue Dili like a cat.

Xue Dili: “…”

This unlucky kid; Xue Dili feels like his home is becoming a shelter for troubled children.

If someday Chaos resigns from being the Divine King of Proxima Centauri and moves in, Xue Dili thinks he’ll feel even more troubled—a three-thousand-year-old daughter.

“Ah Xue is back? Hold on, dinner will be ready in an hour,” Aunt’s voice comes from the kitchen, followed by the sound of running water.

“By the way, Aunt, the village is going to be demolished; when you have time, go to the village head to choose a resettlement house, and sign a contract,” Xue Dili says casually, as it’s a trivial matter to him.

“Hmm, so it’s being demolished,” Aunt’s puzzled voice comes from the kitchen. “I remember it didn’t happen in 2029.”

“Perhaps it was postponed for a few more years, either way, it doesn’t matter.” Xue Dili says casually, glancing around the room and asking, “By the way, Susu should have been here, how’s it going?”

At this moment, Aunt shows an awkward face, while Fafnir appears a bit dissatisfied.

“What happened?” Xue Dili is startled, is there conflict?

“That Elf has no concept of time; she’s still sleeping in…” Fafnir says, “Also, I don’t know how she lives, can’t cook, can’t do laundry, can’t do this, can’t do that, she only takes Spirit Dragon and Spirit Tree to mess around behind the village, building little houses with branches and digging tunnels, claiming it’s their secret base or something…”

Fafnir meticulously recounts the silly things Susu did here, and Xue Dili can only smile awkwardly.

Honestly, though Susu claims she died at six and then spent over ten years as a Witch, Xue Dili always felt her personality was very childish. It might be due to her background, so Xue Dili believes she could pull such antics.

She might even climb trees to raid bird nests or catch lobsters in the river, or take her daughters to canyon to play tricks.

“Yesterday she took the two kids and even the yellow dog out, played late into the night, reportedly dug some pit by the river, learned it from somewhere, saying she was teaching them to forge iron, playing until midnight.” Fafnir continues gushing.

Xue Dili almost bursts out laughing.

She probably saw some blade forging contest video and itching to try.

“Alright, alright, thank you, Fafnir,” Xue Dili reaches out to pat the half-elf’s pale pink hair lovingly. “You’re the eldest sister here; naturally, you should take good care of the younger ones.”

Fafnir pauses, then her face flushes slightly with awkwardness again.

“Susu is a truly pitiful child…” Xue Dili calmly tells Fafnir Susu’s story.

Dyeing young, then becoming a half-human, half-spirit Witch, later becoming her mother’s experiment, turning into a vessel to contain all the world’s demons, destined to be devoured and assimilated by the world one day.