Chapter 975 The Third Child Just Happened

Yes, for Song Chunxue's two disciples, Qingshan Temple was their home.

From now on, that will be her home too.

Not far away, three elders were sitting in a row, lying on deck chairs and sunbathing, without even turning their heads.

Lord Zhao raised his arm high and echoed, "Another month is needed. Master Han saved your life and gave you so many good things."

Thinking of her previous experiences, Song Chunxue replied with a smile, "Sure, as long as you don't mind, I'll stay as long as you want."

“That won’t do. We want to eat good food. You only have a few signature dishes,” Lord Zhao said, exposing his sarcasm. “When we return to the capital, you won’t need to cook anymore.”

Song Chunxue couldn't figure out what they meant. Who knew when they would return to the capital? Maybe they would leave in a couple of days.

Anyway, she doesn't cook every meal.

It's good to be home; I can see my children when I get home.

She had only been to that little courtyard at the foot of the mountain once.

That's life; plans can't keep up with changes.

They initially thought they could stay together in Jincheng forever, but unexpectedly, they went through many ups and downs, separating and getting back together, in just a few months.

Her birthday has passed during the few days she's been asleep.

She looked up at the blue sky with its white clouds drifting lazily by, her hands behind her head, thinking that she had grown another year older.

But she looks like she's in her forties now, not in her eighties. What more could a husband ask for?

She lay back on the low wooden bed, watching the white clouds rushing by, and thought to herself, "Contentment brings happiness, contentment brings happiness."

I just wonder if that Senior Lan Jin has survived the Heavenly Tribulation?

She asked in a low voice what had happened during the days she was unconscious, and the others answered quietly in low voices.

It turns out they've been quite busy these past few days.

After leaving the Immortal Pavilion, they returned to Furong City and stayed for two days, and then stayed in a small town for two more days.

Master Han has been very busy these past few days, leaving alone several times. They overheard that Senior Lan Jin, who was still devoted to Master Han, had not only survived the Heavenly Tribulation but also attained enlightenment and planned to stay in Qingcheng Mountain for quiet cultivation.

Tu Dan'er lowered his voice, "But I don't believe it. Master Han even accepted a farewell gift from them. I think..."

"Ahem, stop talking, or you'll get beaten up." Changfeng winked at him. "By the way, didn't you also meet a girl? She even gave you a handkerchief. What did you say to her?"

Tu Dan'er's cheeks flushed red, and he lowered his head, picking at his fingernails in embarrassment. He swayed his shoulders and his voice changed.

"What else can I say? That I'm just a Taoist priest and can't marry her like a normal man. I did get butterflies when I saw her, but only for a short while. Her family definitely wouldn't agree to her marrying a Taoist priest from out of town."

Song Chunxue got up and sat by the tea stove, placing a basket of fruit she had picked up in Aishan on the square table in front of them.

"Do you know where they live, what their name is?" she asked anxiously. "Do you still want to go find them?"

Tu Dan'er lowered his head and pondered seriously, even his ears turned red.

"No, there are plenty of pretty girls out there, I'm not good enough for her." Tu Dan'er rubbed his toes together. "If she knew I used to beg for food, she definitely wouldn't want to marry me."

The other four children chimed in, trying to persuade Tudan'er. They all seemed to be on the same page, chatting and laughing together in a harmonious atmosphere.

Just as Song Chunxue was about to ask Master Zhang, she saw him carrying a bowl of dark, murky medicine over.

"Drink it. You've slept for five days, probably because you spent more than twenty days in the illusion. You need to replenish yourself." Master Zhang glanced at Tu Dan'er. "I know about his situation. We'll talk about it when we get back."

Indeed, his senior brother was most skilled at foresight and seeing through opportunities.

In the evening and at noon, they returned to Qingshan Temple.

Surprisingly, Sanwa's family was also on the mountain; they had just come out of the temple and were preparing to go down the mountain.

Suddenly a gust of wind swept in, and the next moment a group of people were seen standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple, which startled everyone.

Everyone witnessed them flying in the sky instead of taking the main road.

Everyone stood still, no one moving for a moment, their minds wandering.

Sanwa was the first to step down the stairs, calling out happily, "Mother!"

"Sanwa," Song Chunxue said with a smile, stepping forward. "Why are you all up the mountain today? Are you here to burn incense?"

Xia Mulan led her two children by the hand, her mother carried her third daughter behind her, and the family's guards went to fetch the carriage.

They looked at the group of people in front of them with some surprise.

They arrived without any bundles or carriages, standing there as if they had descended from the sky, showing no signs of travel fatigue, and all radiant with health.

Besides shock, they also felt envy, admiration, and a sense of familiarity.

Because these are all acquaintances of Song Chunxue.

"Master Han, Lord Zhao, Master Zhang, please come inside."

"You haven't had time to eat yet, have you? Let's go to the kitchen and help."

"Young Taoist priests, let's go have some tea. We brought a lot of food with us, so let's have something to eat first."

A group of people crowded around the gate, making a lively scene. Sanwa's family invited them to walk into the yard.

Master Han had never encountered such a scene before. Under everyone's curious gazes, he just kept nodding and took the lead in walking inside.

Lord Zhao followed closely behind, greeting them with a smile and even hugging Sanwa's youngest daughter.

This is his junior apprentice's granddaughter. Her eyebrows and eyes look quite like her junior apprentice's. He hasn't held such a small child in a long time.

Fortunately, he was prepared and put a silver lock on the child's wrist, and also gave silver locks to the other two children as well.

He had long known that although his junior brother was younger, he had more grandchildren than him, so he prepared more than a dozen silver locks.

Actually, nowadays, people who can give gold locks as gifts are afraid of being too ostentatious.

For a time, Qingshan Temple was as lively as an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, full of the warmth of everyday life.

Master Han disliked crowds, and Lord Zhao knew this, so he took him to the courtyard next door.

The sixth son of the Zhao family is now a Taoist priest in seclusion.

After having dinner together, we sat down and chatted.

Seeing that Xia Mulan was dressed like a wealthy lady and had many smiles on her face, Song Chunxue knew that Sanwa treated her well.

"Where are your guards?" Song Chunxue asked with a smile. "Didn't you say you took in a wandering swordsman?"

“He heard the commotion on the mountain and went after it. He’ll probably be back in a bit,” Sanwa said with a smile. “Ever since Mother started practicing cultivation, I’ve benefited from it too.”

When the swordsman learned that the short swords were given to him by his mother, and that each of them had one, he insisted on meeting the mother of the three children.

Sanwa then realized that everything his mother was experiencing now was different from what he had imagined.

Just now, they appeared suddenly like a gust of wind; how could they be ordinary mortals?

"Mom, you've finally gotten over all the hardships. You don't have to keep running around us anymore," Sanwa said with emotion. "After having children, I realized how difficult it is to raise them. Although all three are girls, they are all very clingy and love to play around me."