"Old Daoist, since my father isn't dead, how is he living now?"
"Even though he abandoned my mother and me back then, he is still my father..."
Young Friend Wei asked somewhat hesitantly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Heng replied unhurriedly: "Young Friend Wei, your father did elope with the widow from the neighboring village back then."
"So the rumors at the time weren't false, but rather the truth."
"He and the widow moved to an unfamiliar city in the northwest."
"There, they started a new life, assuming new identities."
"Now, they have two children, a boy and a girl, living happily and well-off, with smart and filial children."
"So you don't need to worry about your father's future anymore, young friend!"
Listening to these words, Xiaowei's mouth dropped open, unsure of what to say.
He initially thought that after his father left, his life might not be satisfactory.
It was very likely that he was deceived by the widow and ended up destitute, living like a beggar.
