Chapter 1262 A Woman Arrives

Song Chunxue picked up two baskets of stones and put them into her storage ring.

She dared not eat too much.

If I become too young, the people in the village will be frightened.

I just don't know if ordinary people can eat these stones?

But if dogs can become younger, then people probably won't either, right?

That wolfhound didn't cultivate itself.

Why don't we try finding someone tomorrow?

When she got home, she saw her eldest son waiting outside the yard.

She was followed by a stubborn donkey, and the eldest one stood up.

"Mother, where did you get this horse? It's so tall!" The eldest son picked up a basket of food he had made and waited for Song Chunxue to open the door.

"Don't you have the key? Why don't you go in?"

The eldest brother smiled sheepishly, "I just wanted to wait for you to come back."

Song Chunxue casually handed him a small stone. "This candy isn't very sweet. Try chewing it."

The eldest brother took it, popped it into his mouth, chewed it, and asked in confusion, "Why does it have no taste? It's like a stone."

Song Chunxue looked at him carefully, but he seemed unchanged.

"Why don't you try it again?" she said, handing over another piece of light pink.

"What kind of candy is this? Mom must have been tricked." The eldest son chewed it a couple of times and then spat it out. "It's so dry, it feels like eating sand."

It melted in her mouth.

Even though the dog could eat it, she didn't believe it and threw a piece to the dog on the ground.

"Clatter, clatter~"

The dog chewed twice and swallowed, then continued searching the ground, seemingly unsatisfied.

"This dog... how come it doesn't look old at all?" the eldest brother asked, puzzled. "Could it be because it's benefiting from Mom's influence?"

"Maybe." Song Chunxue glanced at her dog; the change wasn't significant, not as obvious as it had been in the afternoon.

"Here, try this one too." She handed over a blue one. "Chew it a bit more."

"..." The eldest son looked confused, but he had to listen to his mother.

So he chewed and chewed and chewed, but still couldn't swallow it.

"Forget it, don't eat it," Song Chunxue said casually. "The child is at home."

“Well, Jiang Huan isn’t cut out for studying, so I’ve put him at home to take care of the children.”

That's fine too. It's better than being like I was in my previous life, ignorant, lazy, and good-for-nothing.

“But you should treat him better; after all, Da Hong is his stepmother.”

"Yes, I know." The eldest brother asked curiously, "Is Mother planning to stay a while longer? Does she need me to tidy up the weeds here?"

"No need, you go ahead with your work, I'll be done in a little while." Song Chunxue got up and went to the kitchen. "I'll pack some things for you to take back for the children to eat."

"No need, Mother, we have enough at home." The eldest son followed behind her, always feeling that his mother wasn't warm enough to him.

It seems that even after all these years, even after Chen Feng left, she never smiled at him like before, and quietly reminded him to eat the eggs and let him eat her portion of chicken.

Only after raising his child these past few years did he realize how badly he had treated his mother when he married Chen Fengcheng.

But ever since his mother became estranged from him, he didn't know how to mend their mother-son relationship.

The burden of raising four children fell on his shoulders, often making it hard for him to breathe.

But he dared not complain, because he had his wife at home to help him, and his situation was not as difficult as his mother's.

At least, he never begged for food.

But Mother needs to live.

A short while later, Song Chunxue handed him a pretty bamboo basket. "Alright, take this back and have your meal."

The eldest son, holding the basket, said, "Mom, let me eat with you."

“No need, I’m more comfortable on my own. So many people at home are waiting for you to come back, Xu Dahong has to cook, and you have to feed the livestock.” Song Chunxue urged, “I’m not afraid of being alone, don’t worry about me.”

"But……"

"Don't bring your children here in the future either. The big kids and little kids are so noisy, it gives me a headache. I haven't taken care of any children for many years, and I'm used to peace and quiet. I don't like dealing with children. The reason I live here is for quiet cultivation, so you don't need to come."

The eldest brother felt disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Okay, I'm going back now. If you need anything, Mom can come find me."

"Okay." Song Chunxue bent down and tossed a piece of dry bread to the dog that was circling around her feet.

“Mom, you look even younger, almost as old as Da Hong,” he said with a smile. “Actually, Da Hong is older than you, with broad shoulders and a thick waist.”

Song Chunxue scolded him for talking nonsense, thinking to herself that she could no longer take the Youth-Preserving Pill.

She didn't want to become too young; it was boring.

There's nothing wrong with looking like a forty-year-old; the subtle details and curves of the corners of the eyes, and the color in the eyes, are what truly reflect whether one's spiritual practice is in harmony with the universe.

As people age, their appearance reflects their inner state.

Moreover, as children grow older, the years begin to leave their mark on their faces.

Being similar to them, or even younger than them, would make her uncomfortable.

"Why are you sad? They're just ordinary people; they can't eat those stones. I bet this dog is more intelligent than your son."

Carefree and smug appeared before her.

Who are you insulting?

“Your eldest son is so clueless,” Wuyou said with a hint of disdain. “He’s nowhere near as good as that Li Dazui; he’s so dull.”

Song Chunxue didn't say anything; after all, that was his son.

At that moment, the dog ran out quickly and barked wildly at the door outside.

"Someone's here, looks like they've collapsed by the door." Wuyou also rushed out. "Could it be a thief?"

Song Chunxue followed her out and opened the door to find an elderly woman with white hair sitting at the entrance.

She was dressed in clean and tidy gray clothes, with a jade pendant hanging at her waist and a long sword in her hand. She looked up at her with tired eyes.

"Master Song, I apologize for bothering you. I came here specifically to see you, wondering if you could take me in... take me in." She licked her dry lips. "I've inquired about cultivation and would like to ask you some questions..."

The next moment, she tilted her head and fainted in front of Song Chunxue.

Wuyou shook his head and sighed, "A cultivator with very low aptitude, with no hope of reaching the Core Formation stage, still knows to come looking for you."

Song Chunxue helped the person up. "Then do you think the stone would be useful to her?"

"Give it a try, but I think you'd better not save her. You can't be too careful; she's still a woman."

"What's wrong with the woman?"

"Women are cunning. Although you are not considered cunning, you are still more cunning than Xie Zheng."

Song Chunxue retorted, "I'm not as cunning as you. You've already learned to make things complicated. You're really meddling in other people's business."

"Hehe, I'm ashamed, I didn't succeed, what a pity. Next time Xie Zheng comes, I definitely won't give you such a chance to be stubborn. I knew it, women don't mean what they say."

Judging from the tone of the prelude, Song Chunxue felt that if Wuyou had a physical body, he would have been talking like a fly scratching its claws, and his smile was quite lewd.

“I’m very honest with myself. I’ve gotten used to it over time. Xie Zheng is not the same Xie Zheng as before. I understand very well now that it’s best not to meet him before he remembers me.”

As they spoke, Song Chunxue led the person to the kang (heated brick bed) in the north room.

She vigorously crushed a piece of white stone and brought it to her lips, but before she could open her mouth, the stone disappeared.

It can be absorbed!

She can eat this stone.

Song Chunxue gave her another small piece, not daring to give her more, lest she try to extort her.

This thing is as precious as the divine spring water; we mustn't let her find out.

"Alright, keep an eye on things. Let me know when he wakes up, and I'll go meditate."

Hey? Aren't you eating today?

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm fasting." She wasn't hungry at all, perhaps because of the strange stone.

"Knock knock knock".

Is anyone home?