Chapter 453 Come on, come on

Upon meeting the Taoist priest's gaze, Chen Xiang took two steps back, instantly becoming tense.

Chen Xiang had long heard that Jiang Yeming's mother knew a very powerful Taoist priest.

If it weren't for this Taoist priest, she might have remained a pitiful widow forever.

But he was lucky enough to meet such a highly skilled Taoist priest.

Within a ten-mile radius, this Taoist priest Zhang was rumored to be incredibly powerful and omnipotent.

That talisman was discovered by this Taoist priest, and it even caused his father to suffer a backlash...

"Young man, I understand your feelings."

The Taoist priest walked over and placed his hand on his shoulder. “But your sister did indeed harbor evil thoughts and even plotted to kill the child’s father. These things cannot be hidden from my discerning eyes.”

At this moment, Chen Feng, who had been numb and indifferent, finally reacted.

"Impossible! You stinking Taoist priest, you're talking nonsense! What I'm thinking isn't for you to decide..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Taoist priest flicked his whisk forcefully, sweeping it across Chen Feng's face.

“Child, don’t be so stubborn. Your relationship has come to an end. If you continue to be entangled with each other and show no remorse, you will only harm yourself and others in the future, and even your own child will not have a peaceful life.”

He made a hand gesture, raised his hand, and pushed forward.

Song Chunxue clearly saw an enlarged, ethereal rune being injected into Chen Feng's body.

"This is the karma from your past life that has fallen on you. You bear the consequences of their karma and need to cultivate yourself well, repent sincerely, and only then can you find peace of mind."

Then, Master Zhang looked at Chen Xiang and said, "If you want your mother to live a couple more years, be a good person and do less immoral things, otherwise your descendants will only get worse and worse."

Chen Xiang stared in astonishment at the Taoist priest's piercing eyes, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Understood, Daoist Master."

He clearly didn't take the Taoist priest seriously, but his whole body started to tremble more and more, and eventually even his jaw started chattering.

Chen Xiang hurriedly tugged at Chen Feng's sleeve, "Let's go, let's go back."

"No, I want to see Huan'er, I want to see my child... Waaah..." Chen Feng buried her face in her hands and cried, sobbing softly.

Most of the fierceness in her body disappeared, and she looked like a pitiful mother.

But Song Chunxue would never allow her to see Jiang Huan.

Chen Feng is not a good mother. Jiang Huan finally calmed down yesterday, so we can't upset him again.

"Come on, if you can't understand human language, I'll break both of your legs." Song Chunxue pointed her stick at Chen Xiang. "Don't be stubborn, I've got some martial arts skills now..."

Catching a glimpse of her senior's gaze, her tone softened considerably, "In short, if you don't leave, I'll take action. Anyone with a slightly more volatile temper would have kicked you out three years ago."

Chen Xiang quickly pulled Chen Feng along, "Come on, let's go home and cook for Mom."

Song Chunxue sneered inwardly. She thought Chen Feng was smart, but she suffered mistreatment at her parents' home and didn't appreciate the good life she had at her husband's home.

She has only herself to blame for her current predicament.

Anyway, she's a child of the Chen family, and how she lives at her parents' home is her own business.

"Hurry up and leave, or you'll lose this child and have to give it away as soon as it's born..." Chen Xiang tried to threaten Chen Feng.

“Send it to our Jiang family. If I find out it’s given to someone else, I will wipe out the Chen family completely. I mean what I say,” Song Chunxue said sinisterly. “I don’t cultivate to become an immortal or a god. I cultivate to make myself feel good. If you throw sand in my eyes, I will grind you to dust.”

Chen Xiang had already started running, pulling Chen Feng down the slope and onto the donkey cart.

Watching them disappear, Song Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior brother, will they come again?"

If she frequently sees the Chen family causing trouble, she's genuinely worried that her actions go beyond just making threats.

If she weren't worried about ruining her cultivation, she would have definitely taught the brother and sister a lesson today.

"No, I just told Chen Xiang that if anyone from their family comes again, they will take back the money you gave them before. That's their Achilles' heel."

"Hmm?" Song Chunxue looked at the Taoist priest seriously and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. "Senior brother is brilliant. I was just blinded by my own involvement."

The Taoist priest tucked his whisk behind his waist, turned and went into the courtyard. "I'm going to have some tea."

Song Chunxue looked up at the sky; it was time to steam a pot of big steamed buns.

Before long, Li Dazui came over to drink tea and chat with the Taoist priest.

The clear sound of bells rang out, and everyone hurriedly ran out of the courtyard; the carriage was almost here.

Song Chunxue lit an incense stick in front of the child's father's memorial tablet in the main house, to be used for setting off firecrackers later.

"Clang~ Clang~ Clang~" The sound of the bells hanging around the horse's neck grew closer and closer.

No one had really noticed before that the horse had a bell, but today it sounds very clear and pleasant.

"Here you go, senior brother, set off the firecrackers."

The Taoist priest reluctantly took it, saying, "Stay away from me."

Li Dazui leaned closer to Song Chunxue and asked, "Can your senior brother give me a ride?"

"Dream on." Song Chunxue covered her ears. "You can ask the Taoist priest to help you find a good match."

Li Dazui waved his hands repeatedly, "Let's forget about it."

Song Chunxue suddenly remembered that Cheng's fourth son had passed away six months earlier, and in the years that followed, Li Dazui often went to their house to chat with Cheng's fourth son's wife.

Everyone could see that they were attracted to each other, but Old Man Cheng refused to agree.

Finally, Cheng Laosi's wife went to another place with the children.

Just then, the crackling sound of firecrackers filled the air, the smell of gunpowder filled the air, and red firecracker paper was scattered everywhere, like tiny red flowers blooming all over the ground.

Those who hadn't gone out from the village rushed over to watch, and some people jeered, "Hey boss, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and carry your wife off the carriage!"

"That's right, they've already been married once, how can they still be so silly? Hurry up and hurry up."

The eldest son hurriedly lifted the curtain, turned his back and stretched out his arms. The Xu family girl bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She was dressed in very ordinary clothes, and a bright red veil covered her face. She appeared to be petite with a slender, narrow back.

The old women nearby whispered among themselves, "This girl is too thin; she won't be able to bear children."

"Sigh, she'll be fine after a while. She was treated like an adult at home before, no wonder she got fat. If the eldest brother cares about her and treats her well, she'll gain weight eventually."

"That's true. Chen Feng is a pig-brain. She's too busy having good fortune. She doesn't want to enjoy such a good day and has to make a scene. If it were me, I would greet such a large family with a smile. Why would she make a fuss? Even if she didn't bring anything, she should be satisfied with just the grand main room."

"Alas, old habits die hard. Some people are just insatiable and can always find fault with others."

"Let's go, let's go see the bride."

"They haven't prepared any food; wouldn't we just be causing trouble if we went?"

These words reached Song Chunxue's ears, and she called out loudly, "Come, come, we haven't prepared any wine or food, but we have prepared noodles with meat sauce. Consider your visit as a congratulatory gesture. Just have a simple meal and don't worry about giving money."

"Oh dear, we can't accept that," the women said, but they were already walking towards their house.