Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

The first day of getting up early on the mountain top was miserable.

Because they had traveled for nearly a whole day when they came the day before, the return journey would not be easy either, so it was necessary to get up early.

The early morning on the top of the mountain was obviously colder than on the pasture. There was even a thin morning mist on their way down the mountain, which made it look like a fairyland in the clouds in mythology, beautiful and hazy.

The return trip was as smooth as the journey there, and the days that followed were as peaceful as before.

Ever since Cheng An participated in a transport mission, he has often followed Potio, because this job is dangerous, the journey is long, and the risk of accidents to animals is high.

Although everyone knows that with the help of experienced cowboys, there will generally be no big problems in completing the task, Poteo's own strength is also not to be underestimated.

But with Cheng An and Dan Heng around, it would always provide more convenience and deterrence. Ever since she used the "Crow on a Plane" move to kill a group of robbers in seconds with her flames like a bomb, these people would retreat urgently every time they saw her in the team.

They can rob less money, but if they run into this person, their plans will definitely fail. People still need to cherish their lives.

It's good to save everyone some trouble, at least it allows Potio to go back earlier to take care of the children.

The little baby has become familiar with them recently, especially two days ago, when the child stood up tremblingly, Potio's eyes were filled with tears, as if he had seen a miracle like the creation of the world.

He was like a bewildered primary school student behind the door, staring at the historic scene without blinking. Cheng An and Dan Heng also huddled behind the door frame with him, sticking their heads out to watch the little baby in the room stand up little by little by holding on to the wall.

The child, who was less than one year old, had no one to support him, and relied on his own strength and growth to straighten his knees tremblingly.

The moment he saw his daughter succeed, he finally followed his heart and rushed over, picked up the child and spun her around several times, making emotional noises that were ambiguous but could not hide his excitement.

The little girl giggled when she saw her father suddenly appear.

Cheng An even felt that this grown man was about to cry, but at this time of universal celebration, she decided not to disturb this delighted cowboy with this, and let him experience the joy of his old father wholeheartedly.

However, precisely because the child can stand and walk, her range of activities is getting bigger and bigger day by day. She moves slowly around the house with her short legs all day long, looking for the people she wants to see under the care of Grey and Nick.

So, it’s time for Portio, the old father, to go home and spend more time with his children.

So almost every time they had to transport goods, Cheng An would go along, because it was efficient and everyone could go early and come back early.

Bottiou even used this free time to use his deft hands to make a small wooden guitar for the child. The guitar was only half the size of Cheng An's arm and was very suitable for a baby who had just learned to walk to play with.

Providing this family with a good environment for father and daughter to be together was very friendly to Cheng An's eyes. He felt that after watching such a heartwarming interaction, the corpse felt warm and the corpse spots faded.

She had been trying hard not to give up just to see scenes like this.

The situation in Argonne-Apache was so special that there was almost no way to prepare for it before the company arrived.

A few days after the night of the meteor, she quietly asked each member of the Poteo family individually whether they would be willing to leave the planet if a major disaster occurred that would kill everyone.

Cheng An was very serious when he talked about this, without his usual rude tone. The family also had some vague premonitions, because after spending so much time together, they could see that this was indeed a good kid with no bad intentions.

So, was there something wrong when she asked this? But judging from her expression, she had no intention of continuing to elaborate.

But regardless of whether they elaborated or not, the two elders, Gray and Nick, said that before Cheng An and Dan Heng came, they had no idea that there were many more exciting things in the universe. They have stayed on this planet all their lives, and now they will not leave here.

They were already old, and the wind on the grassland had bent their waists. Even if they were fleeing, they would only be a burden.

And the answer that Poteo gave her was that he was unwilling to leave.

The reason is that he knows his parents will not leave, and if the land where he was born and raised suffers a disaster, then as a child of the grassland, he should do his part.

This grassland is the faith of everyone here. They love this green grass and this land that brings gifts.

It is this simple feeling that makes this group of bold people who have always been able to take things easy unable to let go of their homes. When they encounter difficulties, they are more willing to fight to death than to escape.

It's only human nature, but it makes Cheng An even more troubled.

All I can say is that Portio, Grey and Nick are truly a family. They understand each other's ideas and approve of them very much.

"What about your daughter? She is still so young. If you are really so determined, what will happen to her?" She was still unwilling to give up. If she confronted the company face to face, the result would be extremely tragic.

Unexpectedly, Potio seemed to have already had an idea. He looked at the girl in front of him who was a head shorter than him as a matter of course.

"Isn't this also you?"

"Given your and Dan Heng's strength, we are all brothers, you will definitely not stand idly by."

The cowboy's tone was affirmative, but Cheng An's eyes went dark when he heard it.

"What are you talking about! Listen to what you are saying!" She stretched out her finger and poked the other person's arm. "What unlucky thing are you talking about?!"

How does it sound like entrusting an orphan to someone else? If she managed to save the little one this time, but when she looked back, the older one was dead, she could just die to show her determination.

Botio was pushed back by the angry Cheng An. She was really strong. "Didn't you ask this question first? You're so anxious even though I answered you so seriously!"

"I'm lucky I didn't die of anger. Are you talking like a human being? If you entrust your daughter to me at such a young age, I will train her to be a gangster! Anyway, our teacher Dan Heng is a boy who went to prison. Don't regret it when the time comes!"

"Does Brother Dan Heng know that you are slandering him like this?"

He grabbed the girl's hand. She did not resist, but looked up at him threateningly. He said, "Stop talking so hard. You won't do that."

The black-and-white-haired cowboy smiled confidently, "With your level of skills, do you think you can get into the underworld?"

Cheng An: "..."

Damn, I was completely underestimated.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down and decided to return to the original question. If she continued, it felt like they were really going to fight. "Are you sure you won't leave even if you die?"

"No. This is our home. From what you said, this disaster is more of a man-made disaster than a natural one. If that's the case, then there's no way we're leaving."

"Man-made disasters must be cured by humans."

Cheng An sighed. These cowboys would not give up halfway unless they saw it happen with their own eyes, just as real warriors would not flee without a fight. They would rather die standing.

Well, if that's the case, then she'll stick with you to the end.

Isn't it just a direct attack on the company? If we can't kill Oswaldo Schneider, then we'll destroy their equipment in batches. We'll make them lose money anyway!