Wang Sanni said with tears in her eyes, "I wasn't worthy of him before, and I'm even less worthy of him now. All the wishful thinking and the carefree and relaxed days before are gone forever."

Wang Jincai added, "I won't follow my grandfather and my father. If they were better, our family wouldn't be like this. I want to follow Uncle Zhao and be successful, so I can support my mother and aunt. My aunt is beautiful and will find a good husband in the future."

Hearing young Wang Jincai say this, Wang Sanni grinned, tears welling up in her eyes. She wiped her tears with her sleeves, hugged Wang Jincai tighter and said, "Okay, auntie is waiting for you to succeed. As for finding a good husband or something, if there is a good one, then find one, if there is no good one, then don't find one. Look at my mother and your mother, if the men were better, they wouldn't have become like this, one killed someone, and the other became stupid. And Gu Juren, if he was really a good man, and Sister Lan Yin was not stupid, why would she try so hard to cancel the engagement. Now think about it, she really did the right thing, her family's life was better after the engagement was canceled... Why was I so stupid, always wanting to find a good man, thinking that I would have a good life after leaving that family. Little did I know that relying on others is not as good as relying on myself."

Even though Old Man Wang was killed by Old Woman Wang, they still hated Old Man Wang, not Old Woman Wang.

Wang Jincai puffed out his chest and said, "Aunt, you can still rely on me. If I were as successful as Brother Zhao, no man would dare to bully you. If he dared, I would..." He wanted to say "kill him", but thinking of the changes in his family, he changed his words, "I would beat him to a pulp and he would never dare to bully Aunt again. I won't be like the ancient scholar who was said to be a gigolo..."

A few days later, Zhao Wu was off duty again. He was going to visit Jie Chi at Daxiang Temple. Xu Lan got up before dawn to make golden silk cake with eggs and milk, and Zhao Wu came to help.

Since crossing over, Xu Lanyin has changed from an atheist to a theist. She felt guilty about making this kind of snack for the monks, and her brows were furrowed the whole time.

She said to Zhao Wu, "Don't bring this dirty stuff into the temple. It would be disrespectful to the Buddha."

Zhao Wudao said, "My master's meditation room is very far away from the main hall, so the smell won't reach there." He then said, "Sister, come with me to see my master. Although he has a strange temper and likes to hit people, he has a kind heart. Since you are a young lady, he won't hit you. Now that the weather is warm, the scenery on the mountain is very beautiful. I will accompany you to the mountain and visit the place where I was killed."

Xu Lanyin smiled, as if the place where he was killed was a famous scenic spot and she had to go see it specially.

She shook her head and said, "Forget it. Your master is so different. I'm a little scared."

In Zhao Wu's eyes, Xu Lanyin had always been omniscient, omnipotent, and fearless. The first time he heard her say she was afraid, he immediately became overwhelmed with pride. "Don't be afraid, sister. I'm here for you," he said, chuckling twice. "If you really don't want to go, then don't go. Wait until I have a better relationship with Master before I go."

When Xu Lanyin went to bed at night, Zhao Wu had not returned yet.

Xu Lanyin was half asleep when she was startled awake by the noise. She listened again and heard a small stone hit her window. She quickly got up and opened the window, only to see Zhao Wucong sticking his head out of the small window in the west wing, one hand covering his nose, blood still trickling down between his fingers. Under the starlight, it was a terrifying sight.

Xu Lanyin screamed in fear, quickly got up, put on her coat, took the key and ran out. Just as she reached the door of the main room, she turned back and grabbed a handful of golden fox vine from the cupboard.

He opened the west wing and asked, "What happened to you? Where are you hurt?"

Zhao Wu covered his nose and said, "I have internal heat, and the golden fox vine is useless. Hurry up and get some cold water..." As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Xu Lanyin quickly used a ladle to scoop some cold water from the tank for him.

Zhao Wu didn't take it and said, "Pour it down on my head ladle by ladle. That's what my master said." He couldn't lower his head, otherwise he would get wet.

Xu Lanyin poured a bucket of water in, afraid that the loud noise would wake Qin, so he poured the water slowly. After the water in the tub in his room was used up, he went to the tub in his kitchen to fetch water and poured it in one bucket at a time.

Qin was still woken up and asked in a low voice, "Yin'er, what's wrong?"

Xu Lanyin whispered, "Zhao Wu accidentally fell into the river when he came back. I'll boil some hot water for him to take a bath, and make some ginger sugar water for him to drink. Mom, go to sleep, it's nothing serious."

Qin said, "It's still spring, don't catch a cold. If he's not feeling well, call a doctor tomorrow."

Zhao Wu's nosebleed finally stopped. Xu Lanyin dropped the water scoop and asked, "What happened?"

Zhao Wu said, "Before I went home, my master made me drink a bowl of blood. He also told me not to be afraid of nosebleeds, saying it was due to excessive internal heat and that I should just pour cold water over myself from head to toe."

Xu Lanyin quickly found a dry towel and clothes for him. After Zhao Wuhui returned to his bedroom and changed his clothes, Xu Lanyin went in and wiped his hair with a towel.

She was extremely unhappy and said, "That old monk is so unreliable! It's not even March yet, and the water is so cold. What if you get sick?" She then scolded him, "You are so stupid! It's blood, and you don't even know what kind of blood it is, yet you dare to drink it."

I was so angry that I twisted his ear again.

Zhao Wu said, "Master said that drinking that thing can deepen my internal strength in a short period of time. Otherwise, no matter how good my moves are, they will just be for show. From now on, I will occasionally go to Daxiang Temple to practice with my master at night, and go directly to the government office in the morning and not go home."

After he said that, Xu Lanyin had no choice.

I wiped his hair half dry and prepared the ginger and sugar water, which I brought to him to drink.

The next morning, Zhao Wu was not sick at all and went to the yamen in high spirits again.

At the end of February, Nanping County was conscripting men for two months of corvée labor to repair a river channel. Households with males between the ages of fifteen and fifty-five were required to submit one man. Those who chose not to go could pay five taels of silver per man.

The second wife had no adult males, so she didn't have to go or pay. The first wife, however, had three, so she didn't have to go and paid five taels of silver. Wang Jincai's father, Wang Dagu, was still registered in Nanping County, so he had to pay if he didn't go. His family had no extra money, and they couldn't bear to sell their land, so they had to sell their best piece of furniture—a Hunan embroidery screen—to raise the money.

As March approaches, the mountain flowers are in full bloom, the grass is lush and the birds are singing. The colorful Oat Mountain is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

Now Xu Lanyin no longer goes into the mountains to collect herbs, but occasionally goes to the foot of the mountain behind the village to pick some flowers and comes back to learn how to make balm and rouge from Qin. Every few days, she goes to the Hu family to accompany Hu Yi or to see Hu and her two children. She lives a very comfortable life.

She felt that her current living situation was somewhat similar to the superficial life of the female internet celebrity in her previous life, and it was also the life she had always dreamed of in her previous life.