The morning light was faint, as a thin beam penetrated the clouds.
The rooster crows in the countryside echoed one after another.
The road was rugged and uneven, with occasional jolts from scattered rocks.
After driving the ox cart all night, Hu Dalang showed no trace of fatigue, his eagerness could not be concealed.
Hu Dazhu, who hadn't spoken the entire way, slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.
"Dalang."
He closed his eyes, and within just one night, he seemed much older: "Do you think father was wrong?"
The abrupt question left Hu Dalang stunned.
"Wha... what?"
Everyone knew how much Hu Dazhu valued his niece.
The news of Yu Tingwan getting married struck him deeper than the abuse of his newly born granddaughter.
Hu Dalang asked cautiously: "I know father is worried about Wan Niang, and that the Wei Family is indeed not a suitable match, but..."
Before he could finish, Hu Dazhu interrupted him, "Do you remember what I told you when I brought Wan Niang back?"
