"Mr. Shen, please get up, I don't deserve such a big gift from you." Zhao Xun hurriedly picked up Mr. Shen's arm and lifted him up.
"Mrs. Zhao has fulfilled my decades-long wish. Please tell me what to do next. Yun Niang has been wandering for decades. I only hope that she can reincarnate safely and be reborn in a good family in her next life."
"The unsatisfactory descendants in the family are all of Yun Niang's blood. I can't just watch their luck be ruined!"
When Mr. Shen said this, he burst into tears.
Zhao Xing coughed, and the old gentleman didn't listen to a word of what he said at Shen's house.
"Everything has to be done step by step. As long as Mr. Shen is honest, the old lady will have a good future life. But the deceased has passed away, and excessive concern will destroy the blessings. As for the blessings of future generations, in addition to Mr. Shen, you are also indispensable for doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.
They need to get rid of their bad habits and become good people, so that they can erase their past karma."
Zhao Xin can only lead people to do good, and what happens next depends on how the Shen family behaves. If you do too many bad things, there will be retribution.
It’s not that Zhao Xing believes in the cycle of cause and effect, but that people’s fortune is limited, and bad luck will naturally follow after excessive consumption. Moreover, the next generation will also bear the consequences for the bad things done by the previous generation. The so-called father’s debt must be paid by the son.
That's the truth.
Mr. Shen listened attentively, and seeing his increasingly determined expression, Zhao Xun knew that he had already made a plan.
As a 'fortune teller', if Zhao Xing only points out things and talks too much, he lacks the status of a master.
It rained heavily for another day before it cleared up, and the road was muddy. If Mr. Shen hadn't been a big customer, Zhao Xing would have been too lazy to go out, for fear of breaking his old arms and legs.
Several children from the Zhou family came over every day to help sort out the medicinal materials. Most of the time, Zhao Xin could just talk, but he got to know these juniors better.
Zhou Yang and Zhou Huo like to cook and have talents. Zhou Wang, the son of the Zhou family, is the best at female beauty. Zhou Xing is the most attentive to handling medicinal materials and is willing to learn. Zhou Liu's personality is most similar to Zhou Xinghua's, and he doesn't have anything he particularly likes at the moment.
, but can get involved in everything.
Before going out, Zhao Xin came out with two pieces of cloth and said to the people who were picking the medicinal materials: "With these two pieces of cloth, you can make a new body for each of these two boys, and make two for Yi Ning. You can keep the rest for yourselves.
It should be enough to make some new clothes."
Although Zhao Yan was not good at needlework, he had the memory of the original owner and could still estimate the quantity of cloth.
"Auntie, you don't have to do this. Just make two sets of clothes and you can make them in a day or two. There are rags at home. Auntie doesn't mind if my second brother and I make a few more pairs of shoes for you." Zhou Yang said hurriedly.
"This is Auntie's rule. If you don't want to do it, then Auntie will find someone else." Zhao Xing said with a straight face.
Zhou Yang and his second brother looked at each other and both understood that Zhao Xin wanted to help them. Otherwise, they could find a woman in the village who was good at needlework to make clothes. A few cents at most would be enough for the size of the child.
"Then thank you, Auntie." Zhou Yang touched the patch with holes on his skirt and said with red eyes.
"I remember you have a cart at home. Zhou Huo, you can repair it if you see it. You also have to go into the mountains to collect some big leaves. There is a big market and you can go and set up a stall to try it out." Zhao Xing said to Zhou again.
Huo Arrangement said.
She is more interested in making money, but her family's foundation is really too weak.
"Then I'll go back and repair it now!" Zhou Huo hurriedly turned around and ran back.
"What a hurry." Zhao Xin smiled and nodded at Zhou Huo's back. He glanced at the young ones squatting on the ground practicing Chinese calligraphy on a sand table and said with a smile: "Don't just focus on practicing calligraphy. Get up in half an hour."
Do some work to stretch your muscles and bones, and also teach them some literacy."
Zhou Wang raised his head suddenly and couldn't believe his ears. Did he have a chance to read?
Zhao Xing just pretended that she didn't see Zhou Wang's scorching eyes. Some things couldn't be done overnight. She was willing to train these juniors when she had time. They would be good helpers in the future.
Zhao Xun calmly went to the kitchen to give Mr. Shen food for today. This was the last day, and he didn't know if he could collect another sum of money.
This home was too dilapidated. Two new houses had to be built in the summer, and the courtyard walls had to be strengthened, otherwise they would have to suffer in winter. Zhao Xing did not want to hold on to the money but be unable to get out of bed due to the cold.
On the way to the foot of the mountain, Zhao Yan had already constructed a rough standard for building a house in his mind. He just wanted to go back and find out how much money he would need before making a decision.
"Father! Do you have to force me to die? You have already killed my mother, do you still want to harm me for the rest of my life? The widower has killed several of his wives. You sold me to him, but you don't give me a way to live.
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"If I don't go, even if you beat me to death, I won't go! Don't you love Xinghua? Let her get married, and let her raise money for her mother's medicine!"
Before Zhao Xing could reach the thatched house, he saw Juhua's family tugging at each other. Juhua was beaten and kicked but still yelled, completely refusing to cover up the family's ugliness and no longer pretending to be cowardly.
"If you don't want to go, you have to go. What they want is you who are hard-working and can support you!"
"I have raised you for more than ten years, so I should sell you. If you don't obey, I will break your legs and carry you over!"
The chrysanthemum father said harsh words without showing any affection between father and daughter.
Zhao Xing squinted at this scene and prepared to take a detour in order not to get into trouble.
In ancient times, it was legal for parents to sell their children. If Juhua was really a kind and good girl, Zhao Xing would consider rescuing her, but saving Juhua would definitely lead to the fate of the farmer and the snake.
"Auntie! Please help me, please help me!"
"I am Brother Lin Yuan's concubine. I have given my body to him. Even if I have no status, I will be happy to follow him and serve my aunt for him. Please, as long as my aunt saves me, I will work as a cow or a horse for my aunt.
I promise I won’t mess up my aunt!”
Juhua didn't know where she got the strength to break away from her brothers who were holding her, and flew towards Zhao Xin.
Zhao Xin frowned and almost dropped the basket containing the 'Fu Shui'. Looking at Juhua with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then at Juhua's father and the others who were watching from a distance, he couldn't help but sneer.
"Whether you came here intentionally or unintentionally, I advise you to stop scheming. Your family is trouble in itself, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky."
Zhao Xing took out a gesture in his sleeves, took out a silver coin and stuffed it into Chrysanthemum, and said softly: "I said I would add makeup to you, and from now on we will be clean. With your ability to endure, you don't have to worry about surviving.
How can it be more difficult for someone with hands and feet than when he was a child?"
The last sentence was prompted by Zhao Xin's kindness as a human being. Whether Juhua could hear it or not was none of her business.
Walking around the chrysanthemum, Zhao Xin warned in a low voice: "Don't pester me anymore. If you let them know that I added makeup to you, you won't be able to keep the money."
Juhua, who was about to speak, fell to her knees and cried loudly, but Zhao Xin walked towards the thatched house without changing her expression, turning a deaf ear to the cursing voices behind her.
After entering the small courtyard, he saw Mr. Shen sitting on a stool and looking out, and the boy was watching the fun with his feet up. Zhao Xun couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Shen is quite interested. Couldn't he see what that girl was thinking?"