Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 37: Stabilizing the common people
"Aniang...Aniang, wake up..."

The childish voice was full of tears.

[It’s Xiao Zai’s voice...]

"Xiao Bai, don't push me, please be obedient. I'll go to the town to find a doctor..."

There was unconcealable fear in the voice that was pretending to be calm.

[Big baby...don't be afraid...]

Trying to open his eyelids, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds, a blurry figure appeared in front of Jiang Fuyuan's eyes.

Ke Mingbai kept wiping her face with his little hands, his tears and nose turning into a ball. Suddenly he found Jiang Fuyuan's eyes opened a crack, and he burst into tears.

"Aniang-Aniang-you scared Xiaobai-"

Ke Mingsong, who was standing on a wooden stool in the outhouse and trying to get the money box on tiptoe, was about to call a doctor. Hearing his brother's cry, Ke Mingsong immediately jumped down from the wooden stool.

The wooden bench was a bit high, and he jumped so fast that he couldn't stand still. He fell to the ground and scratched a big piece of skin on his white palms.

Not caring about looking at his hands, he hurried into the room.

"Aniang! Is Aniang awake?"

Jiang Fuyuan regained some strength and sat up with support on her upper body: "Big baby, second baby, why are you crying like this..."

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was terribly hoarse.

Xiaozai knelt down next to her, his soft little body pressed against hers, and sobbed: "Auntie, you have been crying. My brother and I have been calling you for a long time, but we just couldn't wake you up..."

Ke Mingsong kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He pulled away his brother's little hand that was holding Jiang Fuyuan tightly.

"Xiao Bai, please don't press Grandma." Sitting on the other side of the bed, Big Zai couldn't hide the worry in his big dark eyes, "Grandma, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? I'll go ask the doctor..."

Only then did Jiang Fuyuan realize that her face was cold and tight, which was the feeling after tears wet and dried her face.

【I cried? 】

Everything in the dream flooded into my mind.

The little old man's last words rang out again.

"Everything has its own destiny. Since you have come to this world and are bound to this world, why should you have vague and vain obsessions?"

"You are born with great merit and virtue, and your existence is naturally justified. Immortal Fuyuan, please abide by your true intentions and protect the peace of the common people with me."

Peace for the common people?What is common people?
For the sake of peace for the common people, would she have to give up her family who loved her so much, forget the fairy family she grew up in, and live a completely different life?
Why is she? !

A drop of round, clear teardrops hit the quilt, and small dark flowers swam out.

"Aniang, Aniang, why are you crying again?"

He hurriedly wiped her face with his little hands, and Ke Mingbai pursed his lips to hold back his sobs: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry..."

Ke Mingsong also panicked and reached out to catch the broken tears, as if if he caught these tears, his mother-in-law would no longer be sad.

"pat".

Salty tears hit his broken palm, stinging him and making him wince.

But he didn't withdraw his hand.

"...What's wrong with your hands..." Jiang Fuyuan's eyes were stung by the white-skinned and red-fleshed hands, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "When did you do it?"

Obviously last night was fine.

Ke Mingsong's body stiffened, and he immediately retracted his little hands behind his back and whispered: "It's okay, I'm okay, Auntie, are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water."

After saying that, he kicked off his feet, jumped out of bed and ran towards the stove, forgetting to even put on his shoes.

"Master..." Little Fatty floated into the house sadly, "The baby just wanted to take the money jar to ask the doctor, but he was so anxious that he threw it... My heart hurts so much. It fell on the baby's body, and it hurts in my heart... "

His long tongue danced, and his soul flickered, as if he was also crying.

Jiang Fuyuan: ...Don't be like this, it's scary.

Being disturbed by Little Fatty, the sorrow in Jiang Fuyuan's heart lessened a little. Then she looked at the little cub who was crying and hiccupping, and then thought of the injured baby...

She sighed deeply.

Forget about stabilizing the common people, let’s stabilize the family first.

After getting out of bed, Jiang Fuyuan picked up the baby and burped him. "Okay, okay, grandma is fine, she just had a nightmare..."

After comforting the younger one, she twisted a handkerchief and applied medicine to the older one's hands.

"Does it hurt, baby? Mommy, let me blow you..."

After all the busy work, it was late at night, and the grief in Jiang Fuyuan's heart had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint melancholy.

The Zaizai were already asleep, and she was sitting alone at the back of the house, looking up at the flickering starry sky.

[I’ve been here for so long, my body has been rotten to the point of leaving nothing behind...]

[Dad, Mom, what are you doing now? 】

She couldn't help laughing when she thought of how her father and daughter were usually slaves.

[Daddy must have snot and tears thinking about me, right?Mother, you must remember to keep an eye on your father and tell him not to run around, otherwise the entire cultivation world will know that the leader of the First Immortal Sect is a crybaby. 】

There are also the senior brothers and sisters who indulge her in all kinds of pranks.

[I can no longer catch Senior Sister Azi’s spirit bird. The little spirit bird will probably wake up laughing in the middle of the night if she knows I can’t go back...]

Smiling, her tears fell again.

The little fat boy was anxious and couldn't understand why his master was crying and laughing as soon as he woke up.

He wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.

After a while, Xiaopang still chose to accompany him silently.

As a ghost, I don't know whether it's warm or cold, but when I saw a fallen leaf blown down by the night wind, Xiaopang blinked his eyes, stuck out his tongue and quietly put it on Jiang Fuyuan's shoulder.

The night is as cold as water. I hope the fat version of the love scarf can bring a little warmth to its owner.

Jiang Fuyuan's crying suddenly stopped when a cold and slippery tongue wrapped around his neck:...

"What are you doing, you want to kill the master?"

Xiaopang was surprised and shook his head wildly.

"Take it away, or you'll have thick-cut tongue tomorrow."

Fatty: ...

Silently retracting his tongue, Xiaopang felt aggrieved.

The newly brewing gloomy mood was interrupted again, and Jiang Fuyuan was speechless.

She stood up and patted the dust on her skirt, and said to the little fat boy who huddled up in protest: "Stop standing there stupidly, let's go."

"where to?"

"Maintain the peace of the people."

Seeing the owner returning to the house to sleep without looking back, Fatty said:...

There's nothing that can't be solved by a night's sleep. If that doesn't work, then sleep twice.

Jiang Fuyuan slept comfortably until the sun was basking her buttocks. When she opened her eyes, she saw two little faces almost touching hers, with four dark eyes staring at her intently.

[Ha, two pairs of little cross-eyes. 】

She was not polite at all, and directly hugged the two cubs and gave each of them a big kiss.

"What are you two doing?"

The little boy giggled and leaned into her arms: "Wait for grandma to eat!"

Only then did Jiang Fuyuan realize that the sun was already shining brightly outside, and it seemed to be almost noon.

The eldest son pulled his younger brother with his left cheek, which was wet and stained with Jiang Fuyuan's saliva, and taught him like a little grown-up: "Xiao Bai, come down and stand still."

"Oh..." Ke Mingbai obediently supported his brother's hand to get out of bed.

Jiang Fuyuan suddenly realized something was wrong. She raised her eyebrows and asked Dazai: "Why are you still at home at this hour? Aren't you supposed to be studying in a private school?"

The eldest son studied very hard and was never late or left early. Master Guo even praised him for this.

Ke Mingsong answered while helping his younger brother put on his shoes: "Master was sick yesterday and gave us all a day off. He said classes would not start for the time being."

(End of this chapter)