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Chapter 59 An old Taoist priest came to the village

Erxi searched around the house and asked, "Where is Xibao?"

Yuniang rushed to answer: "Brother Xiaojiu took Xibao out to play."

Erxi: "Who is brother Xiaojiu?"

Yuniang: "He is the godbrother Xibao recognizes..."

Erxi was surprised: "Xibao recognized his godbrother? What's going on?"

Cui Niang told the story once, and Yu Niang added a few words from time to time.

Er Xi was thoughtful, that young master Lin was the heir apparent of the Duke's mansion, why did he recognize Xi Bao as his sister?
Of course, he didn't mean anything bad to Xi Bao, but he just felt that the identities of the two were too different. He didn't quite understand what Young Master Lin did.

Lin Wushang, who was mentioned by the Lin family, was carrying Lin Xi ashore and walking towards the Lin family.

A man suddenly walked out of the woods. When he saw the man's appearance, the vigilance in Lin Wushang's eyes turned into surprise and helplessness.

"Grandpa? Why are you here?"

Lin Jian: "I'm here to see your second uncle, and take the opportunity to meet the little granddaughter you recognized for me. Is this Xibao? It's so painful. Come, grandpa, hold her."

Such a handsome and cute little girl is really rare.

The eldest son died, leaving only one daughter.

The second son injured his leg, was unable to walk, and lived in seclusion. Let alone becoming his biological son, he would be a monk one day. His old father did not dare to force him.

As for Yaozi, I don't know what went wrong. The Lin family was obviously a love-struck type, but when they came to him, they mutated, sleeping in flowers and willows all day long, and they couldn't do anything right.

He took home too many women to count, but except for Xiaojiu, who was born to his deceased third daughter-in-law, none of his other women gave birth to a son or a half.

This has led to the fact that he, an old man over sixty years old, has not been able to enjoy the joy of raising grandchildren.

Now a sweet-smelling and soft little granddaughter descended from the sky, couldn't he be so happy?

Lin Xi turned her back and expressed her refusal.

Lin Wushang spoke for her: "Grandpa, Xibao is a little too naive, please don't scare her."

The light in Lin Jian's eyes dimmed, and his face was full of disappointment, "Okay." Wuwuwu, it must be that he didn't shave before going out, which scared his little granddaughter.

Fortunately, he also prepared a meeting gift.

Lin Jian took out a necklace from his arms and handed it to Lin Xi like a treasure, "Xibao, look, this is the necklace that grandpa asked you to wear. Do you like it?"

There is a small, heavy gold lock on the bottom of the necklace. On the back of the gold lock is engraved the message "Peace, joy, and long life."

The necklace is in the shape of a snake with its head and tail connected - Lin Xi is a snake, and Lin Jian specially made it like this. The snake's eyes are inlaid with delicate rubies, and the scales on the snake's body are lifelike and carved from gold.

The necklace is also inlaid with thumb-sized gemstones of blue, purple, green and other colors, which are pearly and dazzling.

Really honest and arrogant.

Lin Xi: You won my heart.

She stretched out her little hand, grabbed Yingluo unceremoniously, and accepted the gift.

A smile flashed in Lin Wushang's eyes, and he finally discovered that besides eating, she also particularly liked gold, silver and jewelry.

Lin Jian was also smiling, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

"I like Xibao. Grandpa has a lot of jewelry and jades there. I will make them into jewelry for you to wear in the future. When you are older, you can wear them all over your body."

As the Duke of Chang Guo, his private house is rich, and his warehouse is filled with treasures of all ages.

The little granddaughter is so handsome, she should be full of splendor and riches.

The old man looked at her with eyes full of affection. The affection did not seem to be fake, which made Lin Xi feel a little embarrassed.

She was still thinking about killing Lin Wushang when she had the chance, but if Lin Wushang died, wouldn't the old man be very sad?She has short hands. She took someone else’s things and then turned around and killed their grandson. It was unjustifiable.

For the sake of the old man, let's postpone Lin Wushang's death.

Lin Wushang: "Grandpa, I'll take Xibao back. You can wait for me on the boat. I'll be back soon."

Lin Jian hadn't had enough kisses with his little granddaughter, "I'll go with you and recognize the door so that you won't have to find your way next time."

Lin Wushang: "Grandpa, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to come to the door rashly? Why don't you wait until next time?"

When the Lin family first learned of his identity, they felt quite uncomfortable in front of him. If their grandfather, Duke Chang Guo, came to visit, the Lin family would probably be in a panic.

Lin Jian blinked at him like an naughty old boy, "It's okay. I met Lin Erxi on the boat when I came here, and I went with him all the way. When I go to Lin's house later, you pretend you don't know me. They looked like that, so I told them that I was going to their house to ask for water."

Lin Wushang: "...That's fine."

Grandfather and other elders have said so, what else can he do?

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"Sister, a blind Taoist priest came to the village and told fortunes at the entrance of the village. He was so good that he could tell the number of piglets that Grandma Zhang's lost chicken and Grandpa Liu's pig would have."

At the dinner table, Yu Niang swallowed the food in her mouth and talked about her experiences.

In the morning, she and her friends were playing under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village. They saw a Taoist priest with his eyes covered with a black cloth slowly walking across the stone bridge.

At first she didn't know it was a Taoist priest, but she heard it from the villagers.

Lin Chunniang was not interested in Taoist priests or fortune telling, but she liked what Yu Niang said and gave her a piece of fish, the tenderest part of the fish belly.

"Really? What does that Taoist priest look like?"

Yuniang: "My eyes are covered with a black cloth, and I have such a long beard on my chin."

She opened her arms and gestured, "It's longer than my hand, and it's holding something like a feather duster..."

Lin Dayou: "That's the whisk."

Yu Niang tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Ah, yes, it's the whisk."

There were few outsiders coming to the village on weekdays, but this time a Taoist priest who was very accurate in fortune-telling came back, which really attracted a lot of attention in the village. Not only the Lin family, but many other families were also talking about the Taoist priest.

There were even many people carrying bowls to the entrance of the village, chatting with the old Taoist priest while eating.

"Taoist Master, why don't you eat?" someone asked after seeing that the rice bowl in front of the old Taoist priest had not been touched at all.

The bowl of rice was delivered by Grandma Zhang. The old Taoist priest helped her figure out where the chicken she had lost was. Without paying the money, she contracted his lunch.

The old Taoist priest sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree, with his back straight and his beard as long as an arm long on his chin neatly trimmed and smooth, giving him an air of immortality and Taoism.

The layers of green leaves above his head were like a sieve, filtering out speckled sunlight. A gust of hot wind blew, the branches swayed, and the golden spots falling on him also floated.

That scene has a charm of floating light leaping into gold and quiet shadow sinking into jade.

It also makes the Taoist priest more and more like an outsider.

After hearing the villagers' inquiries, the old Taoist priest slowly spoke: "The old Taoist has already gone off grains and no longer eats whole grains."

"Ah? You don't eat whole grains? What should you do if you're hungry?"

Taoist priest: "Those who practice Taoism naturally drink the cool breeze, eat the morning dew, and eat the essence of the sun and the moon. These are enough."

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and they became more and more respectful to the Taoist priest.

"Taoist Priest, help! My little son suddenly fainted and didn't wake up no matter how hard he screamed. Please go and have a look. Please!"

Liu Zhaodi ran over, looking anxious and worried, and one of her shoes fell off her feet.

(End of this chapter)