The Old Mu family, who were so poor they jingled, went crazy. It was a time of famine, and everyone was rushing to flee, yet they went out of their way to pick up a little girl.
Ning Bao carr...
Old Mrs. Chen shook her head repeatedly after hearing Ning Bao's words.
"No, no, that's not appropriate!"
Child, if you don't know how to find it, you can ask your grandma or your mom for help.
Actually, it's easy to find someone like that. Look at my son, Boyu. Although he's a bit older, he knows how to care for people now that he's older.
Moreover, his family is small...
Ning Bao muttered to himself:
It's quite simple; he's all alone.
Old Mrs. Chen continued,
"Besides, my son Boyu isn't ugly, and he's not bad-looking either."
Hmm, it seems alright.
“My son Boyu is a scholar who passed the imperial examination; such a person is rare to find within a ten-mile radius.”
Although he failed the imperial examination several times, he was still qualified as a provincial graduate. He was exempt from labor service and received a monthly stipend of rice, plus his land was exempt from taxes.
My son Boyu isn't the kind of person who lacks ambition. He'll definitely be able to find a school to teach and support the family.
We farmers don't have many requirements for finding a wife; we just want someone kind who can live a good life with us.
We can't be looking for rich girls; as long as we live a down-to-earth life in the countryside, that's enough.
Ningbao, you should ask your grandma to help him look after things. I think it shouldn't be too hard to find someone..."
Ning Bao frowned.
"Hmm, it sounds like it's not difficult, but finding a wife is all about... fate."
I'll try my best to help my uncle, who's a scholar, find him, but I'm only trying. Whether I can find him or not depends on fate.
If we really can't find anyone, then my uncle, who's a scholar, and my master can make do. Anyway, Grandma Chen, don't worry, I definitely won't let my uncle be lonely..."
Old Mrs. Chen: "…………"
She suddenly felt a little regretful...
Ning Bao asked around again and found that these ghosts were really easy to talk to and didn't have any demands at all.
Ning Bao suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She chanted a spell to open the passage to the underworld, and soon the White Impermanence hurriedly floated over.
Upon seeing Ning Bao, Bai Wuchang immediately bowed and scraped in greeting.
"Young lady, what can I do for you?"
Ningbao pointed to the group of ghosts in the courtyard.
“Look, these villagers were all murdered. They were all ordinary, kind, and honest people.”
I want to send them to be reincarnated, but I remember they will not be reincarnated as livestock or birds, much less as people of low social standing.
I just calculated that in their next life they will all have harmonious families, work hard, and achieve a comfortable life. Don't send them to the wrong family later.
White Impermanence looked at the swarming group of ghosts...
Oh my god!
The underworld has come back to life again.
He nodded quickly.
"Okay, okay, I understand, little auntie."
My subordinates will do their best to find them good families, avoiding homes for gamblers, violent individuals, paranoiacs, or people with malicious intentions.
The White Impermanence came and went quickly. Once the passage to the underworld was closed, the surrounding yin energy noticeably diminished.
Ning Bao had just finished her work and was preparing to return to the estate when Mu Chunping and Chen Boyu arrived at the door of the house.
Chunping was very surprised to see the bricks in the yard.
"Ningbao, where did these bricks come from?"
Before Ning Bao could answer, Chen Boyu, who was walking with Mu Chunping, spoke directly.
“These bricks look familiar; they must have been brought from our small fishing village.”
Then Chen Boyu recounted how they had demolished houses in the small fishing village.
Mu Chunping couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this.
"Brother Chen, you've worked hard. You guys must have been working for several days with so many bricks."
"We really have to rely on Master Sanqing to make a living. We've seen so many collapsed brick houses along our journey. If we had taken all those bricks back then, we wouldn't need to buy any to build houses now."
The elder of the Three Pure Ones Daoist sect blushed upon being praised by Mu Chunping.
"Hehe, I just feel that anything that can be used is something that I can keep for myself."