The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Perhaps it was because of what Yun Mingyi said, or perhaps it was because Xiao Jin's biological clock had caught up with her.

After Yun Mingyi finished speaking, she couldn't help but yawn, and her eyes instantly became sleepy.

"Alright, Xiao Jin's task is done, time to go to sleep."

As she spoke, she politely said goodbye to Yun Mingyi, "Goodnight, little nephew."

Xiao Jin, with her short legs, wobbled out of the study.

Yun Mingyi looked at Xiao Jin, who was barely taller than the wheels of his wheelchair, shook his head, and sighed softly, "Just a kid."

He looked away and picked up the documents on the table.

-

Xiao Jin returned to her room and fell asleep immediately.

While she was sleeping soundly, her master suddenly appeared in her dream.

Yun Zhenglu was dressed in a simple Taoist robe. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were bright, his back was straight, and his whole body exuded a healthy and vigorous spirit, without any signs of decline or old age.

"Master?" Xiao Jin exclaimed in surprise, rubbed her eyes, and jumped up happily after confirming that it was her master.

"Master, you've come to see Xiao Jin!"

I miss you.

As she spoke, she rushed forward, wanting to throw herself into Yun Zhenglu's arms.

But as soon as she ran up to Yun Zhenglu, her master tapped her on the head.

"Ouch!" Xiao Jin cried out in pain, clutching her head where she had been hit, and looked at her master with a wronged expression, "Why did you hit Xiao Jin...?"

Yun Zhenglu put on a stern face, "Xiao Jin, you've been slacking off."

"I didn't," Xiao Jin said, looking completely wronged. "Xiao Jin works very hard every day."

He sighed, "Have you forgotten what your master said? Your longevity jade is almost dim now. If you don't accumulate merit soon, you'll be in big trouble!"

Xiao Jin looked surprised. "Little Jade isn't lit up anymore?"

She was about to look down at the jade pendant on her chest when she noticed a cloud of white mist rising from beneath her feet.

The next second, Xiao Jin, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes.

She groggily sat up in bed, looked out the window, and found that the sun had already risen.

Xiao Jin blinked blankly, then suddenly remembered what her master had said in her dream, and quickly pulled out the longevity jade from her neck.

Then came a scream: "Ah!!"

My jade pendant isn't shiny anymore!

"Oh no!" Xiao Jin jumped off the bed with her bottom sticking out.

She rushed out in a panic, and bumped into Yun Ziang, who had just come downstairs.

As soon as Yun Ziang reached the top of the stairs, he saw Xiao Jin wearing a bear-patterned pajama, her hair sticking up like a little nest, her two chubby little feet bare on the carpet, her eyes red-rimmed, and her nose red-nosed, looking just like a wronged little rabbit.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, walking over to ruffle her frizzy hair: "My little darling, what's wrong? Throwing a tantrum right after waking up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jin burst into tears, pouting and rushing over to hug his leg, her little face upturned with teary eyes.

"Great-nephew! Xiao Jin is doomed!"

Yun Ziang was startled and quickly squatted down, frantically wiping away her tears:

"What's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell me!"

"Nobody bullied me..." Xiao Jin sobbed, pulling out the longevity jade around her neck to show him. The jade's color was indeed much dimmer, even its usual faint glow was gone. "My little jade isn't shining anymore! Master appeared in my dream scolding me for being lazy, saying that if I don't accumulate merit soon, Xiao Jin will be in big trouble!"

She became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, tears streaming down her face: "It's all Xiao Jin's fault. Yesterday she was so focused on eating delicious food that she forgot to accumulate merit..."

Yun Ziang looked at Yu, then at her tear-streaked face, and felt a pang of heartache. He quickly comforted her:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just good karma. We'll accumulate it slowly. Don't cry, don't cry."

"No way!" Xiao Jin shook her head, her little shoulders trembling. "Master said we have to save up quickly! Master used to take Xiao Jin to set up a stall under the bridge at the foot of the mountain to tell fortunes. If we met someone with a destiny, we could accumulate merit. Xiao Jin wants to go today too!"

"Set up a stall under the bridge?" Yun Zi'ang's eyes widened. "How can that be! It's over 30 degrees Celsius outside, and the sun is so strong it makes your skin peel. How can someone as small as you endure that kind of suffering?"

He was too heartbroken to let his little aunt squat under the bridge telling fortunes; if word got out, people would think the Yun family was abusing their child.

"But if I don't go, I won't accumulate any merit..." Xiao Jin said listlessly, her head drooping.

Yun Ziang, quick-witted, had a bright idea in his eyes: "Hey, it's no big deal."

"It's just finding someone to tell your fortune, right? No need to set up a stall, your nephew or grandnephew will find you people!"

As he spoke, he took out his phone, opened his WeChat Moments, and quickly typed out a line of text:

[A family master of metaphysics is available for consultation, offering fortune telling, face reading, feng shui arrangements, exorcism, home protection, and disaster relief. Honest and fair dealings, prices are negotiable. Private message for inquiries.]

I posted a quick photo of the small brocade trim on the corner of the fabric and sent it out.

After sending the message, he proudly waved his phone at Xiao Jin: "Just wait, little miss, business will be coming your way soon!"

Five minutes later, over a dozen comments appeared on my WeChat Moments, all of them sarcastic or mocking:

[Young Master Yun, has your family fallen on hard times and you've changed careers?]

[How big of a master are you? Maybe you're just using an alias to scam people, hahaha]

My luck with money has been bad lately. Can a master help me win the lottery?

None of them took it seriously.

Yun Ziang's face darkened, and he muttered, "These shameless bastards."

He stopped relying on his WeChat Moments and went straight to his contacts, sending messages to a few of his close friends who were rich second-generation heirs. His tone was half-joking and half-forceful: "My little aunt is opening a business. If any of you know someone who needs a fortune teller or divination, introduce them to me. Otherwise, you'll have to pay for all the drinks next time."

Less than two minutes after the message was sent, Ren Hong called, "Yun Ziang, your account wasn't hacked, was it?!"

"What are you posting on your WeChat Moments? You've been acting strangely lately."

"Enough nonsense," Yun Zi'ang curled his lip, "Do you want your fortune told?"

"I'm telling you, it has to be calculated today, whether you want to or not!"

"Are you serious about the post you made on WeChat Moments?" Ren Hong asked suspiciously.

Yun Zi'ang said irritably, "Of course it's true!"

"I must find someone to tell my fortune today."

"Do you know anyone who wants their fortune told, consults with fortune tellers, or anything else? Introduce them all to me!"

"Hiss..." Ren Hong's tone immediately became serious. "I know a younger sister who has been saying lately that she sees a dark shadow standing by her bed at night, and she also keeps having a fever. The hospital has checked her and found nothing wrong."

"She's looking for someone to take a look. If you know anyone, could you ask them for me?"

Yun Zi'ang instantly perked up, patting his chest and guaranteeing, "No problem! Leave it to me! My master will take care of anything dirty for you! We'll go tomorrow!"

After hanging up the phone, he looked down at Xiao Jin, waved his phone, and grinned smugly, "How's that, little miss? Business's here! Let's go accumulate merit in a bit!"

"Don't cry anymore."

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up instantly. Tears still clung to her cheeks, but the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile. She even forgot to cry.

She clenched her little fists, full of enthusiasm: "Okay! Xiao Jin will definitely eat all the bad stuff!"

She paused, then tilted her little face up and asked cautiously, "So... after we're done watching, is there strawberry cake?"

Yun Zi'ang laughed, amused by her, and reached out to pinch her cheek: "Yes! Plenty! Buy as much as you want!"

Xiao Jin immediately stopped crying and started laughing. She jumped up and down a couple of times, all her panic and grievances gone. Her mind was filled with thoughts of merit and strawberry cake.

"Send me her contact information, I'll go find her right now," Yun Ziang said into the phone.

Ren Hong responded, "Okay."

He then hung up the phone and soon sent both WeChat and phone messages to me.

Yun Ziang added her as a friend, quickly learned about the situation, and then arranged a meeting time for 2 PM.

After having lunch, the two went to meet at the agreed-upon coffee shop.

The air conditioning in the coffee shop was on a gentle blast. By the window, Xiao Jin held a cup of hot milk, sipped it through a straw, and dangled her chubby little legs in the air, her eyes darting around as she scanned the doorway.

At exactly two o'clock, the glass door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a beige dress walked in. She was slender, with faint dark circles under her eyes and a pale complexion. Her steps were a little unsteady as she looked around.

Yun Ziang glanced at the photo and gestured, "Miss Su? Over here."

The girl walked over quickly, about to speak, when her gaze fell on the two people at the table, one big and one small, and she suddenly stopped. She hesitated, glancing at Yun Ziang, then at Xiao Jin, who was chubby-cheeked and sipping a straw. Her brow furrowed slightly, and her tone was uncertain: "Hello...were you introduced by Ren Hong?"

"Yes, I am Yun Zi'ang. Please sit down." Yun Zi'ang stepped aside to make room for her.

The girl sat down, her fingers gripping the bag strap. Her gaze swept over Yun Ziang's face, then she couldn't help but glance at the little girl next to her, her eyes barely concealing her doubt.

She cleared her throat and introduced herself: "My name is Gu Ling, and... may I ask who the master is?"

She subconsciously looked at Yun Ziang.

The adult man in front of me seems more reliable; it can't be that little kid next to me who looks like he's just started kindergarten.

Yun Ziang smiled, gestured to the side, and said earnestly, "This is the master, my little aunt."

Gu Ling's expression froze instantly, her lips twitched, and she thought she had misheard:

"......ah?"

She looked Xiao Jin up and down again: a delicate little girl with crooked braids, a little milk stain on the corner of her mouth, and her big, black grape-like eyes staring at her curiously.

This guy is hardly a master; he doesn't even look like he finished elementary school.

Could Ren Hong have been tricked and was just playing along with her?

Gu Ling forced a smile, her tone tinged with embarrassment and helplessness: "Young Master Yun, I've really been through a lot lately. I haven't had a full night's sleep in half a month, so I'm really not in the mood for jokes."

"Who's joking with you?" Yun Ziang was about to retort when Xiao Jin suddenly put down her milk cup, leaned forward, wrinkled her little nose, and spoke in a childish voice:

"Sister, you have a dark aura about you."

Gu Ling was taken aback: "What?"

"It's just a creepy, malevolent aura," Xiao Jin said, stretching out her short little arms and scratching Gu Ling's shoulder twice.