Directed Leakage of Inner Voice: I Pretended to Be a God Undergoing Tribulations

[True and False Heiresses + Mind Reading + Gossiping + No Romance + Slacker Life]

Yue Fuguang died hastily while saving someone.

Then, for the same reason, she was bound by a merit syst...

Chapter 166 Little Bead, calm down!

The men and women behind him also bowed in greeting.

Yue Fuguang accepted the gift generously, and said with a light smile, "It was all by chance that we met. Your son and daughter are lucky. As for this life-saving grace, it's nothing."

【Master, how can you say it doesn't count? Except for a very few children who are sold to families who are short of children, the fate of these trafficked children is not good.】

You've changed the tragic fate of his grandchildren; how is that any different from saving their lives?

"I was just being modest. Besides, they didn't know that if we hadn't passed by, their two children would have been lost by now."

Ling Yinghua: I know everything, so I must repay this life-saving grace in full!

Madam Ling and her son behind him changed their expressions immediately upon hearing this, but considering that Yue Fuguang was still there, they didn't say much. They just looked at her with grateful eyes, as if she were a living Bodhisattva.

Moonlight: This is all for the mission, but I can't stand these stares, so I'm outta here!

The Ling family watched Yue Fuguang and her group walk away. Ling Yinghua turned around, and her smiling face immediately turned cold as she swept her gaze over everyone. Her skill in changing her expression in a second was unparalleled.

"Awu, seal the gates of the mansion. Not even a rat is allowed to enter or leave without my order."

"It's you, sir!"

Ling Yinghua then said, "Send two people to take Abao back to Yingda's residence and explain the whole story to him."

After giving these instructions, he turned around and glanced at the five people who were bound hand and foot, saying, "Take a few of them and come with me to the Ministry of Justice!"

He guessed that Wei Ping and Cai Xian should already be waiting for them in the Ministry of Justice prison. If it came to torture and forced confessions, there was no better place than there.

Ling Yinghua looked at the three men and two women as if they were dead. In the original history, these people had kidnapped his two grandsons. They had to pay with their lives to appease his hatred!

"Madam, I'm leaving the household to you!"

"Don't worry, sir!" Madam Ling's originally kind face was now just as cold.

Seeing the couple like this, the servants couldn't help but feel a chill.

But for Yue Fuguang and his siblings, life was peaceful and serene.

"Fu Guang, we owe you a lot this time, otherwise those children from the Ling family would have suffered greatly!"

Yu Ningxuan is still a little shaken.

The youngest, Yu Ningjin, also said, "Is it really that dangerous outside? No wonder Grandma and the others don't let us out easily."

Yu Ningrong retorted, disagreeing, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you bring more people with you?"

Yu Ningxuan said, "Xiao Ba's words are unpleasant to hear, but the reasoning is correct. We can't just stay at home and never go out, but it's essential to bring more guards when we go out."

You all remember, never take a maid or servant girl with you when you go out; they won't be of any use in a critical moment."

The Yu Ningzi and Yu Ninglin sisters all nodded quickly.

The others were fine, but the situation of the women from the third branch of the family was a bit awkward. As the few people closest to Yue Fuguang by blood, they were in a distant relationship with Yue Fuguang because of their father and stepmother.

Especially towards Ning Chen and Hao Di, even her own brothers were not in her eyes.

Moonlight: She truly treated the two brothers like air, just as they had treated her. As for the two sisters, she treated them the same as the other sisters in the house, without any discrimination.

Aside from exchanging a few words with the outgoing Yu Ningxuan, she usually stayed in her own courtyard and rarely interacted with her brothers and sisters.

She was an only child in her previous life. Even after her parents remarried and she had half-siblings, she still lived the life of an only child.

Her high school friends are scattered all over the place and she rarely keeps in touch. She didn't live on campus in college and didn't have any close friends, so she really has no experience in building sisterhood.

Well, it's mainly related to her personality, and ultimately it comes down to her 'independent' nature.

Yue Fuguang didn't want to change anything; after all, whether she was there or not, their sisterhood wouldn't affect their lives.

However, she added, "Guards are important, but you all need to learn more skills too. Whoever learns well, I'll take them with me to make a fortune in the future."

Yu Ningxuan was the first to chime in, "Fu Guang, getting rich is great! Tell us how you can help us get rich!"

Yu Ningxin and the others, even the most arrogant and resentful Yu Ningrong, all perked up their ears.

That's one good thing about the Yu family girls; they don't treat money like dirt, they like what they like, and they're not pretentious.

Yue Fuguang quickly recounted his life in a few words: growing flowers, fruits, and vegetables; making perfumes; brewing wine; growing cotton; weaving cloth; and building factories.

The Yu sisters listened with exclamations of amazement, their eyes sparkling with interest.

"Let me make this clear first: I treat everyone equally here. As long as you are useful, you will receive a share of the profits, not just wages."

She said confidently, "Believe me, these dividends will be enough for you to gain a foothold in your future husband's family, even if you don't use your family's dowry."

No matter the era, money can give people confidence. Having money and food in hand allows you to speak more confidently. Of course, those who are utterly useless don't count!

The sisters were even more excited upon hearing this, twisting their handkerchiefs into knots. Yu Ningrong, in particular, knew better than the other sisters the importance of money in the backyard.

Yu Qingyu and his brothers watched with envy. Their sister was usually indifferent to all of them, including her three brothers who were her own brothers.

Now my younger sister is taking her other cousins ​​out to "play," and they are all very envious. When will my sister be able to take them out too?

Is it because they are not useful enough?

After some self-imagination, the brothers felt they still had a lot to learn, while Yu Boming, who had been thrown into the military camp, was instantly filled with a sense of superiority. He was sure to be the most useful among the brothers, and he would definitely help Fu Guang take care of the cotton fields in the future!

Yu Qingyu looked at Yu Boming, who had an arrogant expression on his face, and silently turned his head away. He didn't recognize this younger brother!

The siblings chatted and laughed as they arrived at Zhuque Street, where the lantern festival was held.

In the distance, the moonlight revealed a towering lantern, five or six meters tall, placed in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate. Craftsmen had used bamboo strips to create the image of a fairy mountain pavilion, and the thin silk covering it emitted a hazy glow.

The revolving lantern depicts stories of the Jade Emperor riding the clouds and Chang'e flying to the moon, with light and shadow flowing between them.

Lotus lanterns floated on the nearby Jade Belt River, their candle wax dripping into the clear water, carrying the lantern-lighters' best wishes for the future and their families' hopes for a prosperous life downstream.

As the moonlight floated forward, it suddenly stopped in front of an old man selling dough figurines. The old man's fingers flew, and in the blink of an eye, he had sculpted a chubby baby wearing a red bib and holding a carp.

Beside him, the paper-cutting woman wielded her scissors with lightning speed, colorful paper fluttering down, and in a moment, the pattern in her hands unfolded into a magpie perched on a plum blossom window decoration.

Further ahead were some food stalls. She saw a very common wonton stall surrounded by people. In the dead of winter, the steam rising from the boiling pot shattered the light of the lanterns overhead.

Further away were vendors selling puppets, performing shadow plays, and blowing sugar figurines; the sounds of gongs, hawking, and cheers wove together a noisy symphony of the marketplace.

【Owner! 】

"Little bead, calm down!"