“It was the Great Peng that carried me and my wife back to the Moonlit River. It’s a divine bird, and its contribution to defeating Fuxiu was significant,” Liu Bugun said, staring at the waters of the Moonlit River, addressing Xu Puran and Xu Zhizhou. “My son-in-law is the reincarnation of Mo Ye, a hero from the time of creation; we all admire you. It’s a great blessing for my daughter, Caihong, to marry you,” Xu Puran remarked. Liu Bugun gave a faint smile, thanking his father-in-law for the praise. Xu Puran was concerned about Liu Bugun staying and eating at the Moonlit River, but Liu Bugun shook his head, saying it was no trouble. He explained that the Bodhisattva had said that if the river water of Moonlit River could absorb the poison from Caihong, she would awaken. He wanted to be the first person she saw when she woke up. Liu Bugun had been guarding Xu Caitong by the Moonlit River for ten days, not leaving her side for a moment, unable to eat or sleep, holding her hand every day, expressing his love for her.
Yue’er, a regular visitor to the Moonlit River, would come every day, asking Liu Bugun the same question: “Uncle, will Auntie wake up?” “Yes,” Liu Bugun would answer every day. “That’s great! When Auntie wakes up, I want her to teach me how to read and write,” Yue’er clapped her small hands, speaking with innocent delight. “Yes, Auntie will definitely teach you,” Liu Bugun, moved by Yue’er’s innocence, said. “Auntie, please wake up soon; do you know how heartbroken Uncle is? Wake up quickly; Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, Uncle, and Aunt are all waiting for you to wake up. Yue’er will give you lots and lots of delicious food when you wake up, okay?” Yue’er, sitting by the river, spoke to the unconscious Xu Caitong.
