Su Yi watched the group flee as if they were running away, a faint sense of disappointment rising in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Changbai, do I look scary?"

Upon hearing this, Changbai carefully examined Su Yi and replied in a serious tone, "Master, you don't seem to have anything to do with the word 'scary'."

Let's go.

The sentence was so vague and incoherent that Changbai was completely baffled.

The two walked through the crowd to the back gate, where a monk suddenly appeared out of nowhere and reached out to stop them.

“Benefactor, the backyard is a forbidden area of ​​Buddhism and cannot be approached. We hope you will understand.”

Changbai feigned ignorance and said, "Really? I thought every temple had flowers planted in its backyard. Turns out, this isn't the case here."

The young monk patiently explained, "If the benefactor wants to admire the flowers, there are plenty of flowers outside the temple."

Changbai took a few steps and then turned back curiously to ask, "Can we stay at the temple for one night? My distant relatives are looking for a temple with a lot of incense offerings, but it's too far away. If we can stay there, it won't be too rushed for them to stay for one night."

"No, the temple is small and can only accommodate monks, so the meditation rooms are not open to the public."

Changbai thought for a moment and understood, "That's true, otherwise it would be too inconvenient to run back and forth. Young master, let's go."

Without much suspicion, the monk escorted the two to the front gate before turning back.

Su Yi glanced back at the back gate, exchanged a look with Chang Bai, and then left.

As they descended the mountain, the two spoke in a voice only the other could hear: "That's no ordinary monk."

"Hmm, light footwork and stable recoil, clearly someone who's trained."

Changbai said, "So that's how it is..."

Su Yi interrupted him, "We can talk about it when we get back."

After descending the mountain, Changbai saw that the carriage was still there and couldn't help but take a second look.

On the other hand, when Ermo found Liu Huan with his two children, Liu Huan was hiding in a pavilion enjoying the cool air.

At midday, the sun was at its strongest, and she, who had been pampered for years, found it unbearable.

"Mother, we've finally found you."

Seeing that the group was covered in sweat, Liu Huan asked, "Why did it take you so long?"

Anran wanted to say that she had met the uncle who saved her that year, but before she could say anything, Ermo interrupted, "I met an acquaintance, we talked for a few words and then got delayed."

"Are you done shopping? Shall we go?"

Ermo immediately stopped him, saying, "I think the sun is too strong right now. Why don't we rest for a while before we go?"

Seeing that everyone shared this view, Liu Huan agreed and, looking at the bustling crowd, said, "This temple is really popular; no wonder there are so many people here."

Anran showed off the little trinket she had bought, a bamboo-woven rabbit. "Mommy, is this pretty?"

"It looks great, you have excellent taste."

Looking at Anzhi again, who had nothing in her hands, she teased, "Anzhi, how come you don't have any? Is it because you don't have anything you like?"

Anran said unhappily, "My brother doesn't like these things, and he even said I'm childish."

Anzhi gave her a disgruntled look. "You get to decide everything."

The two played around in the pavilion, and later, when they got tired, they ate a vegetarian meal before going down the mountain.

Ermo kept looking around, and Liu Huan asked, puzzled, "What are you looking at? Why are you looking around?"

Ermo looked away and laughed it off, "I didn't see anything, I just thought the weather here was nice."

"Is this place any better than Heshui Village? I feel they're about the same."

It's pretty much the same. There's no heavy industry, no skyscrapers, and no exhaust fumes here.

Each scene is a unique landscape in itself, completely natural and unadulterated.

As the group prepared to return in the carriage, several villagers tried to hitch a ride, but Liu Huan refused them all. It was simple: she didn't want her horses to be overloaded with passengers.

The villagers who didn't get a ride in the carriage looked at the carriage in the distance and complained, "Don't you all think that this Liu woman has changed?"

"Yes, they started to disown their family after buying a house in the city. They don't even remember who sold their things to their family in the first place."

"What's there to be afraid of? I heard that the village chief's family is already trying to get rid of them. They definitely won't want any of her things then. I'll get a couple of good quilts to use too."

They remembered that when Liu Huan came back then, she bought everything herself and even gave all the things to the villagers who cleaned up for her.

Someone who spends money so lavishly will probably leave with nothing when they die.

Liu Huan's family did not return directly to the village but went to the county. The two children missed a few days of school. She was not worried about Anzhi, but Anran was another story.

After all, people who get their parents called in for sleeping in school have probably taken a lot of advice to heart.

After the two returned to school, Liu Huan resumed staying indoors, happily tending to the flowers and watering the plants in the yard.

The next day, after she sent her two children to school as usual, several uninvited guests arrived at her home.

It was a few women from the village who brought vegetables they had grown and chickens they had slaughtered, intending to sell them to her.

Liu Huan noticed that the vegetables looked wilted and the chicken was greasy, so they didn't look fresh.

"Sorry, ladies, we're not buying any vegetables today. You should take them to the market to sell instead."

The women got angry. "What do you mean? We've worked so hard to bring these things to sell to you, and you just say you don't want them?"

"That's right, I killed this chicken this morning. Who else would I sell it to if I didn't want it?"

"Exactly, what will we do if you don't buy from us? Will we still have to make a living?"

Liu Huan had long been fed up with these oddballs. She put her hands on her hips and yelled, "What does it matter to me if you can't sell your stuff? Am I your father or your mother? Why should I care if you sell your stuff?"

"If you can't sell them, just go die. Why are you looking for me?"

These words left the group speechless with shock. "You... how could you say such a thing? We were just thinking that we're neighbors and we wanted to share anything new with you."

"That's right, they really treated my good intentions like dirt."

Liu Huan's gaze shifted to the chicken, where several mosquitoes were crawling on it, making her feel extremely disgusted.

"Alright, our family will stop buying things from the village from now on, so everyone stop making a fuss."

The women weren't about to let it go so easily. They put their things on the ground and plopped down, saying, "I'm telling you, if you don't buy these things, we're not leaving."

I've seen scoundrels before, but I've never seen one this scoundrel.

Liu Huan went inside and closed the door, leaving them sitting outside without paying any attention.

Qiu Rong asked worriedly, "Master, what if they refuse to leave?"

Liu Huan wasn't afraid. "It's alright. Ermo will chase them away when he comes back."

"Everyone should just do their own thing and ignore them."

Qiuju was embroidering something in her hands—a pair of wedding shoes. She and Ermo had gotten along well over the years, and Ermo also had the idea of ​​marrying her.

She was asked by Liu Huan to make her wedding dresses. Seeing that the girls were getting on in years, she couldn't let them revolve around her for the rest of their lives.