Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

The car owner who was getting his car repaired kept glancing at Xu Xingguang, his eyes full of amazement, and even asked Uncle Xie about Xu Xingguang: "Boss, is that girl from your town too?"

Back when You Mingyue plagiarized Xu Xingguang’s piano works, it made Xu Xingguang quite famous, almost a semi-celebrity in the entertainment industry.

But not everyone recognizes Xu Xingguang.

The car owner didn’t recognize her.

Uncle Xie noticed the car owner’s little thought, his face turned cold, and he said sternly, "That’s the wife of someone from our town! Her partner is sitting right next to her, what are you thinking?"

Hearing this, the car owner blushed deeply.

After changing the tire, Uncle Xie washed his hands, and then picked up the Chuancheng pastries they had placed on the table, taking them to his home.

The car shop was a place Uncle Xie leased years ago when it was still affordable. Since University City was established in Cangshan Town, his shop has become quite valuable.

Uncle Xie’s home is at the edge of town, right next to the nursing home.

The weather was cool and there was no sun today, so Uncle Xie said, "If you’re not in a hurry, let’s walk there. Your Grandpa Xie wants to eat sweet rice wine dumplings, so I’ll buy some handmade rice wine on the way."

"Okay."

Uncle Xie took off his apron and led the two of them toward the edge of town.

As they walked, Uncle Xie inquired about Huo Wen’an’s health.

Huo Wen’an told him, "My illness is cured now. With some good rest, I’ll be completely recovered."

Uncle Xie was overjoyed, his eyes playfully moving back and forth between Xu Xingguang and Huo Wen’an.

Uncle Xie, in his usual nonchalant way, smiled and asked, "You two seem to have a stable relationship. When are you planning to have the wedding?"

Middle-aged people seem enthusiastic about managing the marriage affairs of young people.

Xu Xingguang smiled lightly without saying a word.

Huo Wen’an looked helpless and said, "I’d marry her anytime she wants."

Uncle Xie laughed heartily, saying boldly, "If you ever hold the wedding, you must let us know. If it’s held in town, I’ll call back every reachable townsfolk. We’ll definitely make your wedding lively and grand!"

"But if it’s held on that Divine Concealment Island or something, that would be difficult. The furthest I’ve been in my life is Yujiang City Center."

Uncle Xie furrowed his brow, slightly irritated, "I’ve heard Divine Concealment Island is abroad, far away. I’ve never been on a plane or a boat, too afraid to go. If you do plan to have it on Divine Concealment Island, I’ll have the village head organize a group with a guide to go!"

"In any case, we’ll try not to miss your wedding!"

Uncle Xie didn’t know that Divine Concealment Island is a private island with its own defense system, independent of any country.

Not to mention them, even someone of Jin Yunhai’s level has to submit a greeting card in advance, indicating the transport information when wanting to land on the island.

Huo Wen’an, hearing Uncle Xie’s words, revealed a toothy grin, grasping Xu Xingguang’s hand and promising, "We’ll have it in both places!"

However, upon hearing Uncle Xie’s words, warmth surged in Huo Wen’an’s heart.

At this moment, Xu Xingguang smiled and said generously, "Uncle Xie, don’t worry. Our wedding, Brother A Zui and I, will be held at both places. In Cangshan Town, it will follow the local customs, and by then, we’ll have to trouble Uncle Xie and all the uncles and aunts to help."

Hearing this, Huo Wen’an was pleasantly surprised, secretly delighted.

But Uncle Xie laughed loudly, "Miss Xu, you’re a forthright person. From the first day Brother A Zui brought you to my car shop, I knew you two would make it!"

Uncle Xie gave Huo Wen’an a thumbs up, exclaiming, "Kid, you really found yourself a good wife!"

Huo Wen’an gently squeezed Xu Xingguang’s palm, leaning over to ask her, "So, when do you plan to marry me?"

Xu Xingguang clicked her tongue, saying, "Depends on my mood."

Huo Wen’an’s face instantly darkened.

Mood is the most mysterious thing in the world.

Passing by a store selling handmade cloth shoes, Uncle Xie bought a bowl of rice wine from an old lady running the shop. Then, carrying the rice wine, they continued on for another five or six minutes before stopping in front of a three-story small villa.

"We’ve arrived at my house."

Uncle Xie’s home was right by the road, with a small courtyard in front and a plot of land between the courtyard and the road, planted with lush green vegetables.

Seeing Huo Wen’an and them looking at the vegetable plot, Uncle Xie proudly told them, "Your aunt planted this. She’s not very bright, doesn’t work, just stays home planting vegetables and cooking."

Xu Xingguang had heard from Huo Wen’an that Uncle Xie’s wife and he were childhood sweethearts. Something happened in her childhood that scared her into a fever, which damaged her brain. They didn’t have children but sponsored a girl to go to school.

It’s said that girl acknowledged them as godparents and is now working in the Capital City, running a garment factory, leading a prosperous life.

Entering the courtyard, Xu Xingguang immediately noticed a plump woman sitting under the eaves.

She wore a black floral dress with a camel coat, living a pampered life by her husband, looking like she was in her early forties despite being in her fifties.

She might not be smart, but she kept herself tidy and the house clean.

"Brother A Zui, Miss Xu, this is your aunt, with the surname Cang."

The Cang surname is the oldest in Cangshan Town. It’s said that over two thousand years ago, many Cang surname people lived here. For some reason, the Cang Clan gradually declined.

Now, Aunt Cang has become the only person in Cangshan Town with the Cang surname.

"Aunt Cang." Huo Wen’an and Xu Xingguang greeted Aunt Cang in unison.

Aunt Cang blushed, shyly responding with a hum before getting up to tell Uncle Xie, "Dad just woke up and has eaten."

Taking them inside, Uncle Xie asked Aunt Cang, "Did you feed him?"

Aunt Cang nodded vigorously.

Uncle Xie praised her, "You’re really capable."

Aunt Cang shyly smiled, saying, "I cooked shredded pork noodles for dad, but he said it was salty."

"No problem, I’ll cook tonight."

Xu Xingguang observed Uncle Xie and Aunt Cang’s interaction, feeling warmth spread through her chest, like staying cozy by a fire on a snowy day.

"Hold on, I’ll go get your Grandpa Xie out!"

Uncle Xie entered the elderly room on the east side of the first floor, and after more than ten minutes, came out carrying an elderly man with slightly white hair.

"Brother A Zui, get a chair in the courtyard, let’s chat there."

"Okay."

They sat in the courtyard, Uncle Xie brought fruits and washed fruits, telling Xu Xingguang, "Miss Xu, help yourself, don’t be shy."

Xu Xingguang grabbed a few melon seeds.

"Dad," Uncle Xie sat on a small stool, peeling potatoes while speaking to Grandpa Xie, "This is that Huo Family’s kid from town, do you remember?"

Grandpa Xie stared at Huo Wen’an, looking bewildered.

Huo Wen’an introduced himself, "Grandpa Xie, I’m the youngest son of Huo Madman from town. Do you remember? When I was little, you gave me a handful of caramel candy. After my mom found out, not only did she hit me, but also made a big fuss at your door, accusing you of ulterior motives."

Talking about these embarrassing past events, Huo Wen’an’s expression remained calm.

Uncle Xie looked quite awkward.

Grandpa Xie was dazed for a moment before saying, "I remember now, you’re the son of Huo the Scold!" Mrs. Huo had many nicknames among townsfolk.

Huo the Madman, Huo the Scold, Huo Nervous, Huo the Tiger...

Yet no one remembered that beautiful yet neurotic woman was named Huo Qinyou.