Seeker of Teyvat

"Let's go, let's go eat."

……

at the dinner table,

Master Mao watched his daughter pick up food for the bad boy from time to time, with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes.

What? This brat hasn’t been back for so long, and as soon as he came back you forgot all the pain of missing him, right?

While lamenting that her daughter was not doing well, she cursed Wang Daoyi in her heart.

At the side, Guoba raised his head, looked at Master Mao, and then looked at Xiangling who was picking up some food for Wang Daoyi.

The short boy hesitated for a moment, then picked up a steamed bun and put it in Master Mao's bowl.

"Lulile~" (Eat more.)

Master Mao: ? ?

On the opposite side, Wang Daoyi looked at Guoba's actions and couldn't help but smile.

As if he heard Wang Daoyi's laughter, Master Mao glared at him, then looked at Guoba, reached out and patted Guoba's head: "Thank you, Guoba."

The praised Guoba smiled and started to eat happily.

This family would not be able to have rice crust without it.

Disturbed by the rice crust, Xiangling didn't feel like feeding Wang Daoyi anymore.

The family finished their meal peacefully, then Xiangling got up, packed up her things, went to the kitchen to wash up, and took the rice crust away with her.

Only Wang Daoyi and Master Mao were left in the lobby.

"Daoyi, you guys aren't little anymore."

Master Mao suddenly spoke earnestly.

Wang Daoyi was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Master Mao meant.

Usually when parents say you are not young anymore,

Either it is to make you more sensible, or to urge you to get married. If you are already married, then it is to urge you to have children.

"Yes, after this year I will be twenty years old."

Wang Daoyi nodded at Master Mao.

He was 16 years old when he came to Teyvat, and after two Lantern Festivals, he is now an adult.

Master Mao smiled and said, "Then it's time to mention the matter between you and Xiangling."

"Well, I came back this time for this purpose. I will go to see Mr. Zhongli tomorrow. I still need his help in this matter."

Zhongli was the witness of Wang Daoyi and Xiangling's engagement. Now that Wang Daoyi and Xiangling are going to hold a wedding, Zhongli's help is indispensable.

Especially with Wang Daoyi's current identity, only Zhongli can be the witness.

Of course, Barbatos and Baalzebub are not bad either, but they don't look reliable.

"Okay, okay, it's good that you have ideas. It's good that you have ideas."

Master Mao's dissatisfaction with Wang Daoyi disappeared instantly.

As long as he gives an explanation, that bad boy can become a good boy again.

"You go to see Mr. Zhongli tomorrow, and I'll prepare some gifts for you. It's not good to go to someone's house empty-handed."

As he said that, Master Mao stood up excitedly and was about to look for some gifts.

"Uncle, just get some tea leaves. Mr. Zhongli doesn't value these." Wang Daoyi shouted hurriedly.

Master Mao waved his hand without even turning his head: "Got it, got it."

Then he walked into the warehouse in the backyard.

When Xiangling came back from washing the dishes, she saw Wang Daoyi sitting outside alone, drinking tea.

"Hmm? Where's Dad?"

"Go prepare the gifts."

"Oh, then we..."

"Haha, let's go back to the room. Uncle will probably take a long time."

"it is good!"

……

Early the next morning,

Wang Daoyi got up refreshed,

When we arrived at the lobby, Master Mao was already busy.

"Good morning, uncle." Wang Daoyi greeted him.

Master Mao turned around and saw only Wang Daoyi's figure, but not Xiangling's.

There was a hint of experienced look in his eyes.

"Yeah, I made some steamed buns and there's porridge in the pot."

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

Wang Daoyi went straight to the kitchen.

To be honest, he did not have the experience of having three meals a day sometimes.

Since he became a god, he had fewer and fewer opportunities to eat. When he was in the desert, he would either analyze the [Authority of Time] on the throne, or study something with Nikolaid in the alchemy workshop.

Delicious food is getting further and further away from him.

This time in Liyue, the delicious three meals a day made Wang Daoyi feel happy.

Wang Daoyi took two big steamed buns, a large bowl of porridge, and some side dishes, then squatted at the door of Wanmin Hall and started eating.

Passers-by found it a little funny.

A handsome and noble young man squatting at the door and eating like a rough man was somewhat of a contrast.

After drinking the last mouthful of porridge, Wang Dao returned to the house and saw Master Mao putting a pile of things on the table.

"Uncle...what are you doing?"

"A gift for Mr. Zhongli!"

Master Mao said as a matter of course.

Wang Dao's eyes twitched as he looked at the table full of gifts: "Didn't I tell you to just prepare some tea?"

Master Mao glared at Wang Daoyi and said, "What do you know, kid? You should know that courtesy is not a bad thing. How can a little tea be enough for you to ask someone to do something for you?"

Wang Daoyi:...

In the end, the Lord of Red Sand couldn't resist his father-in-law's nagging, and walked out with a bunch of gift bags in his hands.

Fortunately, there weren't many people there this early in the morning.

Otherwise, the Lord of Red Sand would not be able to bear the gazes of others.

When it comes to gift-giving, I’m most afraid of people who are thin-skinned.

Wang Dao quickened his pace and arrived at the Hall of Rebirth.

At the entrance of the Wangsheng Hall, Master Hu was teasing the cat at the door.

When I turned around, I saw Wang Daoyi with a gift in his hand.

"Hey, Brother Daoyi, long time no see. Are you... coming to my Wangsheng Hall to do some work?"

The struggling kitten gave up and Hu Tao rushed to Wang Daoyi, looked at the gift in his hand and asked curiously.

Although he felt that there was ambiguity in what Hall Master Hu said, Wang Daoyi still nodded: "I came to see the guest official Zhongli because I really have something to ask for."

"Oh, so you are looking for Zhongli." Hall Master Hu looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Wang Daoyi was slightly stunned. What did you think I was here to do?

Are you taking care of the funeral?

"Zhongli probably didn't go out today. Do you want me to show you the way?" Hall Master Hu said enthusiastically.

Wang Daoyi quickly shook his head and said, "No, that's not necessary. Master Hu, you go ahead and do your work. I can go by myself."

As he spoke, Wang Daoyi ran into the side door of the Wangsheng Hall carrying his things.

The door is usually not open.

After Wang Daoyi left, Hu Tao scratched his head in confusion: "What can I be busy with?"

the other side,

Wang Daoyi walked into Zhongli's courtyard with his things in hand, looking very familiar with the place.

Zhongli sat in the yard, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it quietly, with quite the charm of a literary and handsome man.

Hearing the noise, Zhongli raised his head and looked at Wang Daoyi, then frowned slightly: "It's rare for you to bring something to see me."

Wang Daoyi grinned and said, "You're joking. I was ignorant before. Look, I'm here with gifts."

"Oh, from what I know about you, when you come to me to ask for help, the most you can bring is a box of tea, most likely of the quality that can be bought on the market."

Zhongli took a quick look at the gifts Wang Daoyi had placed aside, then raised an eyebrow: "Tea, jade, calligraphy and painting, these were probably prepared by Master Mao, right?"

It was a question, but the tone was very affirmative.

Wang Dao raised his eyebrows: "You can see this?"

Although Morax is the God of Liyue and everything in Liyue is within his sight, Wang Daoyi can be sure that when Master Mao was preparing the gifts yesterday, Morax's sight did not reach Wanmin Hall.

"Heh, although Master Mao is just a chef, he has excellent taste. These things are carefully selected. Moreover, their taste is different from yours, and most of the things he chooses are also stable. Naturally, they cannot be chosen by you. Then they can only be the work of Master Mao."

As soon as Zhongli saw the type of gift, he knew it was for an older person. Considering Wang Daoyi's social circle, it could only be Master Mao.

"You're awesome." Wang Daoyi raised his thumbs, then sat down opposite Zhongli, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. "Master Mao is urging me to get married."

A smile appeared in Zhongli's eyes, and he seemed to be very interested in the fact that Wang Daoyi was being urged to get married.

"When I think about it, time flies. It's been almost three years. You have grown up."

After a nostalgic remark, Zhongli looked at Wang Daoyi and said, "So, this gift is for me to be the witness?"

Wang Dao nodded slightly: "Not only that, please take care of the wedding ceremony."

Things like weddings can be kept simple, with just a meal together with friends and family, and that’s it.

To make it more complicated, there may be several large processes and dozens of small processes.

Wang Daoyi was also overwhelmed by these etiquette matters, and entrusting them to Zhongli was the best solution.

"Is that so? Fine. I'll accept the gift. Please tell Master Mao that I'll go discuss it with him and Grandma Ping in a few days. I'll make sure your wedding is harmonious and beautiful."

Zhongli smiled.

Speaking of which, Wang Daoyi and Xiangling are both his juniors, which is also a happy event for him.

"That would be great." Wang Daoyi also nodded with a smile. With Zhongli's help, there would be no problem.

"Will your wedding be held only in Liyue?" Zhongli asked suddenly.

Wang Daoyi was slightly stunned, then he reacted and frowned slightly: "As for Xumi... I will notify some high-level officials. As for the ordinary people, there is no need to disturb them."

Wang Daoyi considered that once his relationship with Xiangling was exposed, it would be inevitable that some admirers of the Lord of Red Sand would come to Liyue to visit the Hall of All People.

This will definitely affect Master Mao's life.

Wang Daoyi doesn't want to see this situation happen.

But he cannot help but notify Xumi. After all, Wang Daoyi’s current identity is one of the two gods of Xumi.

Therefore, notifying the higher-ups and avoiding civilians is the best approach.

Zhongli nodded slightly: "I thought you would make a big fuss about it."

"Am I such a boastful person in your eyes, Your Majesty?" Wang Daoyi complained.

Zhongli glanced at him and said nothing.