In her previous life, Qu Jian'er was an orphan who was fortunate enough to be adopted by an old, reclusive abbot. Gifted with extraordinary abilities, she learned a great deal of skill. Later, before the end of the world, the old abbot passed away.

Regarding Taoist temples.

Qu Jian'er liked it from the bottom of her heart.

Thinking back.

When Bai Wei pushed the door open, she found it was bolted: "Didn't your parents leave this place to you, whom they've never even met, because the Taoist temple has no successor? Is someone living here?"

Qu Jian'er did not speak.

With a creak.

A five-year-old child peeked out from behind the door.

Who are you?

Bai Wei, hands on her hips, looked particularly unladylike: "Shouldn't we be asking you that question?"

The boy quickly closed the door and ran inside.

"Brother, bad guys are coming!!!"

Bai Wei wondered: Are there really bad guys as beautiful as us?

Qu Jian'er shook her head: "Shocking! The dilapidated Taoist temple was attacked by the enemy from the sky, and no one knew about it afterward. Is such laxity in infrastructure and security in the empire's downtown area a sign of the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality?"

→_→Bai Wei: Wake up, what are you acting?

(っ?3 Xiao Zhang: Whatever the master says is right!)

The courtyard of the Taoist temple was filled with 3-meter-tall shrubs of the Chinese tallow tree, their emerald green leaves fluttering in the wind. Two or three people sat around a stone table under a Bodhi tree.

One hour.

There were eight large bowls piled up next to Qu Jian'er.

In the apocalypse, people often go hungry for three days after one meal. Faced with delicious food, she has transformed into a train: eating and eating and eating like crazy!

Qu Jian'er raised her hand: "Could I have another bowl?"

Bai Wei bit her chopsticks: "In the two years I've known you, this is the first time I've realized how much your stomach can hold."

(っ?3 Xiao Zhang: The master is truly extraordinary!)

Qu Jian'er patted her belly, stretched, and sat quietly on a small stool waiting for her meal.

A handsome young man, with the air of a student, walked briskly over, carrying a steaming bowl.

Three little followers followed behind Meng Qingyang: "Here you go."

Qu Jian'er quickly finished the 9th bowl.

After finishing the meal.

Qu Jian'er propped her drowsy head up: "You just said that the Taoist temple is under the control of the relevant departments and owes the empire a lot of taxes, so it is highly likely to be illegally demolished?"

Meng Qingyang nodded: "Yes, Sanbao and I have only been staying here for a week, and we've already got more than a dozen parking tickets posted on our door. I heard from the neighbors that this place was listed as an illegal building before the abbot passed away."

Qu Jian'er, having eaten and drunk her fill, chewed on a blade of grass and pondered how to save the Taoist temple.

Meng Qingyang whispered, "Are you also homeless and seeking lodging here? No one has lived here for over ten years, and there are plenty of empty rooms. I just don't know how much longer you can stay here peacefully."

Qu Jian'er stood up: "As long as the taxes are paid and it is proven that there are no violations, it can continue to exist."

Meng Qingyang nodded: "Theoretically, yes, but..."

Qu Jian'er's voice sharpened: "No buts."

The morning sun painted the sky with its rays, warmly shining on Qu Jian'er, yet somehow it also made her feel a little cold.

Meng Qingyang was stunned by Qu Jian'er's aura and remained in shock for a long time.

Bai Wei eased the tension: "Ahem, she's not targeting you. She just hopes the Taoist temple can last. I didn't realize you were such a good cook. Do you want to come with me and plead with her so we can stay here for a long time?"

Meng Qingyang asked instinctively, "Why are you begging her?"

Bai Wei smiled and said, "Because this Taoist temple belongs to her."

Meng Qingyang nodded, then was shocked. He repeatedly apologized, explaining that they hadn't intentionally occupied the Taoist temple. Meanwhile, Qu Jian'er absentmindedly rested her chin on her hand.

Bai Wei comforted her, saying, "Even a dilapidated and pitiful Taoist temple has its advantages. After all, when people have money, they lose their worries, while poverty and setbacks are what make people strive for improvement."

Qu Jian'er glanced at Bai Wei and said, "I thank you for your ineffective advice."

Seeing that Qu Jian'er was not breathing well and had gone back to her room to catch up on sleep, Bai Wei counted the savings in her phone. While Meng Qingyang and the others were also in their rooms, she made a big decision.

When Qu Jian'er woke up from her sleep.

She changed her clothes, and as soon as she stepped into the courtyard, the smile on her face vanished instantly.

Bai Wei fully embodies the qualities of a virtuous wife and loving mother, covering the walls with clean, kawaii wallpaper. A mountain of adorable furniture of all shapes and sizes awaits its turn.

Qu Jian'er said in a heavy tone, "Bai, Wei, I vaguely remember this place being a Taoist temple."

Bai Wei nodded emphatically.

Qu Jian'er couldn't laugh: "So you've decorated it like this because you plan to use it to perform in a children's play? Or do you want to turn this place into a popular spot for internet celebrities to take photos?"

Bai Wei said with a serious face, "I did all this to make you happy. I bought all these things for you while you were sleeping, paying for them out of my own pocket. Do you want me to reimburse you?"

Qu Jian'er remained silent for a long time.

Bai Wei, linking arms with Qu Jian'er, suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Half a share is fine too! Oh, you were right! More people means more traffic, and traffic is the key to making money. How come I didn't think of that? You're so smart, sis!"

Qu Jian'er smiled faintly.

3 seconds later.

"Ahhh, stop chasing me! I'm wearing high heels, sis, sis, I'm sorry, sis—"

Qu Jian'er carried a small stool and chased Bai Wei all over the yard, creating a harmonious scene for a time.

I heard a noise.

Meng Qingyang and Xiao Zhang came out of the house and saw this scene. They looked at each other.

Qi Qi turned around and went back into the house.

Meng Dabao: "Brother, what's going on outside?"

(●′?`●) (●′?`●) Meng Erbao/Meng Sanbao: "What's wrong?"

Meng Qingyang simply said, "It's nothing serious. Focus on your math problems, and I'll check them one by one later."

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