Chapter 33: Choose Between Divorce and Remarriage

Mu Chunping sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to catch Ning Bao in his arms.

Caught in her father's arms, Ning Bao let out a long sigh of relief. She lazily slumped in his embrace and looked towards Mu Youcai.

"Uncle, Sister Zhaodi is out of immediate danger, but she won't wake up for at least three days."

Take her home and care for her properly.

Mu Zhaodi's injured soul and spirit will need at least three days to recover, and she will not wake up until they return to her body.

After explaining things to Mu Youcai, Ning Bao used magic to retrieve the talisman that had just trapped the hanged ghost, and then casually tossed it into the spirit-binding bag on her chest.

Ningbao was exhausted, sleepy, and hungry, and had no mood to interrogate the ghost. Ningbao simply put it away and waited until she was rested before settling scores with it.

After putting away the talisman, Ningbao yawned, closed her eyes, and snuggled into her father's arms.

"Dad, Ningbao is sleepy, Ningbao wants to go to sleep. Later you should put Ningbao in Mommy's sweet quilt."

Mu Chunping looked down at Ningbao, whose eyes were barely open, and gently pinched her chubby little face.

"Okay, go to sleep now. Children need to sleep more, otherwise they won't grow tall."

Not growing tall?

Ningbao, who is very determined to grow taller, immediately closed his eyes and started snoring as soon as his father said that not sleeping would prevent him from growing taller.

Mu Chunping smiled as she looked at her little girl in her arms. It's good to be a child; they're simple-minded and can fall asleep anytime.

Mu Youcai bent down and picked up Mu Zhaodi. He paused for a moment as he held the child.

His daughter Zhaodi is twelve years old, and he doesn't seem to remember ever holding her.

The key issue is that the child is too light; when you hold her, you can feel her bones are a bit rough.

Her son, Mu Chengrong, is eight years old this year, four years younger than Zhao Di, but Mu Chengrong weighs more than twice as much as Zhao Di.

Mu Youcai recalled his wife's accusations and his three daughters' thin, bony faces. He suddenly felt that he couldn't continue like this. He had to do something, or he might really lose his wife and daughters.

The group walked back together. Lin Jianfei leaned close to Mu Chunping, looked at the sleeping Ning Bao, and whispered,

"Brother Ping, do you think your daughter caught a ghost just now?"

Shen Junshan gave Lin Jianfei a meaningful look.

Mu Chunping also recalled the scene Ning Bao had witnessed before they left using her Yin Eyes, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Jianfei, do you want to see ghosts? How about Ningbao catches a few for you to play with tomorrow?"

Lin Jianfei suddenly felt a cold wind blow past him and involuntarily shivered. For some reason, he felt that Mu Chunping was not joking with him.

Lin Jianfei gave an awkward laugh twice.

"Haha, no... no need, Ningbao is quite busy, no need to trouble yourself."

After Lin Jianfei finished speaking, he quickly walked a few steps to the front. He was joking, because ghosts and gods are things that you either believe in or you don't.

Whether it exists or not, it's better to keep it a mystery. It wouldn't be as fun if you could see it all the time.

"Zhao Di... Zhao Di..." Wang Wencai, who had been sitting in the camp waiting, saw Mu Youcai carrying someone in his arms and immediately rushed over to greet him like a madman.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chunping knew they would definitely cause more trouble, so he picked up Ningbao and headed towards where his family was resting.

Anyway, now that the child has been found, whatever trouble or fight they have afterward is their own family matter, and Mu Chunping has no intention of getting involved.

After learning that her eldest daughter was out of danger, Wang Wencai felt much calmer.

She looked quietly at Mu Youcai.

“We were husband and wife, I beg you to give my daughter and me a way to live. We can either get a divorce or you can divorce me. I don’t want anything from your family, I just want my three daughters, Zhaodi, Pandi and Laidi.”

Mu Youcai looked at Wang Wencai and sighed.

"Wife, I will neither divorce nor disown you..."

Wang Wencai looked at Mu Youcai in despair.

"Mu Youcai, can't you see the kind of life my daughters and I are living at home?"

If this continues, we'll only face death. Please, for the sake of our marriage, spare us.