"My surname is Lin, and my given name is Ping. I am a disciple of Qingfeng Temple and am now the abbot of Qingfeng Temple. This is my youngest disciple, surnamed Su, and named Tiantian."

Lin the Blind waved his hand to indicate that he didn't smoke, and after stating his name and Su Tiantian's name, he raised his chin.

"Master Lin, if I may ask, what exactly is going on? Some people have said that Bo Baozhu is in the Bo family, but she has never been found. There are also rumors about her being drained of luck or something..."

The village chief followed Lin the Blind and his apprentice at the back, hoping to gather as much information as possible.

After this happened, it's impossible for him, as the village chief, not to have some thoughts about it.

Of course, Bo En also has rivals. If we investigate more, we can find ways to deal with Bo En if he tries to harm him.

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I can only say that retribution is not inevitable, but the time has not yet come. Now is the time. People should do more good deeds to accumulate more merit for their descendants."

Lin the Blind Man uttered an ambiguous statement, a phrase commonly used by all members of the Xuanmen sect.

Upon hearing this, the village chief nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Lin the Blind didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was clear.

Heaven couldn't stand it anymore, so the ungrateful retribution came.

If anyone goes against Heaven at this time, they are diminishing their own virtue.

The road down the mountain was quick, and when we got back to the village, almost every household had its lights on.

Someone was waiting by the roadside, and as soon as they saw them return, they immediately came up to the village chief and spoke to him.

"Village chief, something terrible has happened!"

The visitor looked anxious.

The village chief frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Village chief, I don't know why, but the Bo family's house collapsed just now."

As the person delivered the news, they wiped the cold sweat from their forehead.

The Bo family's house collapsed for no apparent reason.

The wood was all good wood. Carpenters would inspect it every year, and even a single bad tile would be replaced. A house like that could easily last for decades, but it collapsed on its own.

"What???"

The village chief was shocked and rushed downstairs. When he saw what was happening, he gasped again and asked anxiously, "Was anyone hurt?"

The house really collapsed; it was like the wood itself fell apart.

This further confirms what he heard the old Taoist priest say: this is Heaven opening its eyes to punish those who lack virtue.

"No, no one went into his house."

Everyone shook their heads.

When Fu Qingqiu was at home, Hu would not enter her courtyard even when people greeted her.

Fu Qingqiu was hospitalized, and no one went to her home.

Even a thief wouldn't dare to steal from this house.

"That's good. Tell everyone not to spread rumors. People who aren't involved can go home and sleep. Those with cars should tidy them up and take the person to the hospital later."

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that no one had been hurt. After thinking about it carefully, he realized it was normal; Heaven had eyes and would not harm innocent people.

Bo Baozhu and her daughter were taken to the village chief's house, where everyone brought them honey water to drink.

The village chief went into the house and made two phone calls.

Bo Baozhu stayed close to Yang Juan and refused to separate even when they arrived at the hospital.

By the time the nutrient solution was delivered to Bo Baozhu's body, it was already broad daylight. Bo Baozhu looked at Yang Juan and finally managed to utter a complete sentence: "Mom, you and Dad didn't abandon me, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Juan burst into tears.

"Baozhu, you are my darling. How could Mom and Dad abandon you? We won't be able to close our eyes in peace until we find you..."

Yang Juan was in excruciating pain; she wished she could tear her heart out.

Bo Baozhu smiled through her tears: "I knew he was lying to me... Mom... I miss you and Dad."

In the hours since she was rescued, she has been repeatedly wondering if this is real.

She was certain it was true.

She also needs to confirm one other thing.

Was all her suffering built on lies?

She was certain it was based on lies.

A mother's eyes don't lie, a mother's tears don't lie; it's them who are lying. Bo Baozhu is not an abandoned child; she is not a sinful, lowly bastard.

Her parents both love her.

Thinking of her father, Bo Baozhu's gaze shifted and then fell back on Yang Juan: "Mom, where's Dad?"

Yang Juan stopped crying, then choked out, "Your father is at home, he's not well and can't get out of bed. Trust me, if he could get out of bed, he would crawl to find you... Waaah..."

Thinking of her husband, Yang Juan gradually regained her senses. She turned her head and saw Lin the Blind and Su Tiantian, and immediately knelt down.

"My benefactors... thank you... all of you..."

Yang Juan couldn't speak coherently, and tears kept flowing.

She didn't know how to express her gratitude to them for finding her daughter.

Thank you to them for allowing her and her daughter to see each other again.

Lin the Blind Man couldn't see clearly, so Su Tiantian stepped forward to help Yang Juan up.

"Don't cry, Auntie, these days are over."

Su Tiantian reached out to wipe away Yang Juan's tears.

Yang Juan is only fifty years old, but she looks like she is ninety.

After this ridiculous luck-absorbing array ends, her life and Bo Lai's life will return to normal, as will Bo Baozhu's.

But it all came too late.

It's heartbreaking to see someone arrive so late.

But it wasn't too late; it prevented the poor couple from dying with regret and pain.

Each person's fate is filled with their own misfortunes and sufferings.

You will have to pay the price for messing with someone else's destiny.

If you can't repay this debt in this lifetime, you'll have to continue repaying it in the next.

The village chief's eyes welled up with tears as he watched this scene, and he turned and left the ward.

After discussing it with the villagers, everyone left the hospital.

The weather seems to be getting worse; today's rain is much heavier than the past few days.

It was raining heavily, and there were fewer people on the streets.

They arrived at the garbage station without incident, only to find it piled high with garbage.

No one in the know could remain unmoved.

The village chief sighed, "What a tragedy! A beggar's life with the destiny of wealth, ruining a poor person's entire life."

How can there be such a difference between children born to the same mother? Because there's something fundamentally wrong with it.

Did that high-ranking provincial governor, and his wealthy younger brother, know about all of this?

If he knew the truth, did he ever feel a pang of sympathy for his own siblings?

These are things that outsiders may never know in their lifetime, but everyone who thinks about it will sigh, "Alas..."

"Bo Lai, are you home? We need to talk to you about something. May we come in?"

The village chief knocked on the door and politely inquired.

Inside the room, Bo Lai groggily opened his eyes from his dream. He seemed to hear someone knocking on the door.

His voice was hoarse: "Come in."

The village chief opened the door and went in; there was a musty smell, and it was dark.

Before they could even see Bo Lai clearly, Bo Lai had already seen through them.

The villagers of Shihe Village.

Bo Lai's heart tightened, and he spoke first: "Did you arrest Yang Juan? Don't hit her... I told her to do it..."

When Bo Lai said that, some people covered their mouths and cried.

Bo Lai and Yang Juan are so pitiful.

The village chief was also heartbroken. He quickly explained, "No, no, we came to tell you some good news. Your daughter, Bo Baozhu, has been found. Yang Juan and she are both recuperating in the hospital. We've come to pick you up."