Chapter 15: Pray for the old mans painstaking efforts
After listening to Qi Kaishan's words, Qi's family members had various expressions, including suspicion, envy, pure joy, and others who couldn't hide their jealousy and hatred.
However, no one said anything. The most authoritative person in the Qi family was the old man, followed by Qi Kaishan, and then the most knowledgeable and promising Qi Fang.
Now that the prayer party has not said anything, others will naturally not take issue with this.
Qi Wenfang sat there and pondered for a while before speaking: "Sir, fourth uncle, does Bao'er really have an expert master?"
The one who answered him was Qi Kaishan, "You still don't know about Brother Wenlu. He won't and can't lie about this kind of thing, especially to dad."
Qi Wenfang's eyes flashed. In the eyes of his elders, Qi Wenlu was kind and honest. Did those who grew up with him know that he used the most innocent expression to trick people to death without paying for their lives?
But naturally he wouldn't say this at this time. Firstly, he also felt that Qi Wenlu would not lie to his father about this kind of matter. Secondly, not all the families around him were good. When it came to friendship,
, excluding blood ties, and excluding Ye and fourth uncle, there was no one present who had as close a relationship as he had with Wen Lu, so he naturally stood by Wen Lu's side.
"I also think Brother Wenlu is not that kind of person, but is Bao'er's master trustworthy? Is he really from a reclusive family?"
The praying party does not deny that praying children are blessed with profound blessings, but he is one of the few people in the village who does not believe in the theory of gods and ghosts. Therefore, when talking about blessings, he is more inclined to believe that everything is a coincidence.
From his point of view, it is very doubtful that Qi Bao'er was noticed by a so-called hidden man and accepted as his disciple when he was only one year old.
It's not that he doubts the truth of the matter, but that he doubts the identity of the so-called master and his purpose.
Mr. Qi glared at him angrily and waved his hand to drive the others away. He just warned everyone not to talk nonsense outside. Now that he had warned them, he didn't care what they thought in their hearts, as long as they obeyed.
He still has to give face to the only person in the family who is a judge, and he will train him after he leaves.
"Do you think your father and I are a fool? If I don't ask clearly, I will come back and tell you?
Wen Fang, I know you don’t believe in those things, but you can’t think they don’t exist just because you don’t believe them.
You are also in your fifties. There have been mysterious and mysterious things happening around here. Just last year, the grandson of the mayor of Lijia Village next door fell ill. He spent a lot of money but could not cure it. He was about to die.
He couldn't survive, so in the end he had to invite a Taoist priest to call out his soul.
Don't tell me about coincidences. The Taoist priests did not prescribe medicine or give injections to a person who was about to die. If soul-calling was not really effective, how did he come back to life?
Okay, even if you don’t believe this, can’t the people from the Hidden World family teach Bao’er other skills? Who stipulates that if you talk about ‘Infinite Heavenly Lord’, you must be teaching the skills of gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts?”
Qi Wenfang was quite helpless and obediently accepted the criticism, but he didn't dare to say anything back. It wasn't until the old man Qi finished his lecture that he dared to reply weakly: "My grandson will remember what I taught you."
"It's best if you can remember it, don't just remember it verbally." After training for a long time, he felt thirsty. Old Master Qi said angrily to Qi Wenhua and then took a sip of water before continuing.
"Your wife is away from the village for eleven months of the year. I know that she looks down on the poverty of our village.
I am incompetent, and the patriarch and the others are also limited in their ability. Baoer now has an expert master teaching her. No matter what she can learn and how well she learns, it will be of great benefit to our entire Qi family and our village.
The advantages outweigh the disadvantages.
I don’t even think about how beautiful Bao’er can turn our village into, I just want to create a few more capable people so that others won’t look down on them.”
As he said this, Mr. Qi's eyes were wet and red, and the breath of Qi Kaishan next to him was also filled with sadness.
Prayer Fang even blamed himself so much that his head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift it up.
He never dared to tell his father and fourth uncle that he and Ye had already reconciled.
He failed his master's trust and taught for more than ten years, but only taught one child in the village.
"Bao'er is a very lucky person. He saved nearly ten thousand people in Fang Yuan since he was born. All these years, that boy Wenlu has been hiding it. Just the things that fell on Bao'er are...
Quite a few.
I saw it once with my own eyes. A bird picked up a purse from nowhere. Bao'er was playing in the yard at that time. The purse fell exactly into Bao'er's arms. There were two and a half taels in the purse.
of silver stator.”
Ten taels of silver?!!
Qi Kaishan suddenly remembered, "Dad, is it the ten taels of silver that Wen Lu asked you to hand over to the clan later in the year?"
"Exactly." Afraid that his son and grandson would think wrong, Mr. Qi emphasized specifically: "No one in Wenlu's family saw me at that time. Wenlu later came to our house and gave it to me, saying that he picked it up in the village.
"
"Pfft~" Qi Wenfang couldn't help laughing for a moment, "With his luck, how can he have the nerve to say that he can pick up money?"
When Mr. Qi was interrupted, he glared fiercely at him again. Qi Wenfang immediately straightened his face and sat upright, showing his honesty.
Mr. Qi was satisfied, but he still didn't give a good look, "Wenlu's family has been protecting Bao'er and trying not to draw too much attention to the fact that Bao'er is blessed with great blessings. But even so, Bao'er has a lot of blessings when he was born.
The rain brought by it has made Bao'er famous in our village and nearby villages, even many people in the town know that there is a Fuwa in our village."
Mr. Qi sighed worriedly, "We are just a village. No matter how united we are, how can we compare with those powerful people? Since ancient times, people with magical powers have always been associated with emperors or something. Fortunately, we are quite remote here. You say
If word spreads to the capital that Bao'er will be blessed when he is born... cough~"
At this time, the praying party had more or less understood what Mr. Qi meant. The previous words were not important, but the following paragraph was the most important.
"Don't worry, sir. Blessing is such an ethereal thing. If you say it exists, it means it exists. If you say it doesn't, it means it doesn't exist. It is not something that is easy to verify. Although there are few people in our village who have small thoughts, it is related to the whole village.
People still know the importance of severity.
Besides, now that Bao'er has a master, her master will always protect her in the past ten years. After ten years, Bao'er will also learn the ability to protect herself."
"That's what I thought. In the past, I had been worried about it. The more I saw that the people in the village cared about Bao'er, and the more I heard them saying that there was a rumor that there was a lucky doll in our village, the more uneasy I felt.
Let’s not talk about whether Bao’er is a lucky baby, but let’s talk about the rain when Bao’er was born. If something happens to Bao’er and we can’t protect her, even if I close my eyes, I won’t have the shame to see my ancestors.
In the afternoon I heard Wen Lu say that Bao'er recognized his master, and he is quite a good master, you don't know, this made me feel relieved."
