A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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"I found it!" Lin Wanyue insisted, and she did so with a straight face.
"..." Even if Lin Weiming really wanted to expose his daughter, even if God put her on the ground for her to pick up, there was no way she could pick up that many!
But after all, she is his own daughter, and she took out so much to warm his hands, showing her concern for him as her father.
Lin Weiming could only hold his daughter helplessly and say, "If anyone asks you in the future, just say you don't know. Don't say you were adopted. Nobody will believe you."
Lin Wanyue stared at Lin Weiming with her bright, clear eyes. Others might not believe it, but her father would.
My parents, grandmother, and brothers will all believe it.
“Since there’s so much, I think we can distribute some to everyone in the village so they can get back to work quickly. It would be best if they could finish the work before the New Year.” Lin Weiming asked Lin Wanyue for permission, took half to distribute to the villagers, and kept the other half at his own home.
My mother and daughter-in-law both need these things to keep their bodies warm and cool. As for my sons, it seems that since they are my own sons, I left a few packs for each of them as well.
Lin Weiming had already learned how to use the heat packs. He tore open the packaging and stuck them on his shoulders and back, feeling warm from head to toe.
"Brother Lin, what is this? I've never seen it before." Du Fan and the other villagers held the hand warmers that Lin Weiming had given them, not only not knowing how to use them, but also having never seen them before.
Lin Weiming had already thought of an excuse on the way: "This was sent to us by Young Master Liu from the city. He said it was something from overseas, and we had never seen it before... but they gave us a lot. Look, after tearing it open like this and sticking it on your shoulders, it will warm you up all over."
"Oh my, really? This tiny thing can generate heat?"
Lin Weiming then demonstrated for them, tearing open the packaging paper and sticking it to his body through a layer of clothing.
Once the hand warmer comes into contact with the air, it quickly starts to heat up.
The villagers' eyes widened in amazement, and they exclaimed like monkeys, "Wow, this is truly a luxury item only city young masters can afford! We've never seen anything this good before when we came to the city. We won't be cold working outside with this!"
"Of course," Lin Weiming said at the right time. "Now that you're warm, you'd better hurry up and finish your work. The Lunar New Year is just around the corner. If you can't finish your work before the New Year, you'll be busy plowing the fields after the New Year, and you won't have much time left."
"Don't worry, Brother Lin! We'll definitely finish the work properly. We're hoping to have a good New Year this year." The villagers felt warm, their faces beaming with joy, and they were full of energy.
They wielded their hoes and couldn't help but start singing folk songs, which made them even more efficient at work.
The sound of folk songs also drifted into the Lin family's study.
Lin Zhongyuan stood up, twisted his neck, and went to look out the window. He saw his silly second brother had taken off his coat and was wearing only thin clothes, working enthusiastically.
"The second brother is really something. In this cold weather, what if he catches a cold?" Lin Zhongyuan went out and wanted to call his younger brother back to put on more clothes.
There was still a burning brazier in his study, and he still felt cold in his feet and hands. Lin Zheyun wasn't dressed properly outside, and he was bound to catch a cold sooner or later!
“Zhongyuan.” But as soon as he came out, Xuefu stopped him. “Here, this is what my sister brought back. Stick this on your body, and your hands and feet will be warmer.”
"Mother, what is this?" Lin Zhongyuan asked, looking at the thing in his hand, puzzled.
This thing looks no bigger than a piece of paper, but it's much thicker than paper, and it looks very strange. It has extremely bright patterns, and the texture is also very strange. It doesn't feel like paper at all.
“I don’t know what it is either? Maybe it’s some kind of talisman your sister made? Look, tear it open like this and use it to keep warm.” Xuefu then pointed to Lin Zheyun, who was working outside, “Look at your brother, because he sticks this thing to the bottom of his feet, he refuses to wear a padded jacket now, saying that it’s inconvenient to move around if he wears too many clothes.”
As Xuefu spoke, a smile played on her lips. She herself had used two of them, sticking them to the soles of her feet.
She is most afraid of the cold in winter, but now that she has used these heat packs, her feet are not as cold as usual. Instead, she feels a warm sensation rising up, making her feel much more comfortable.
"Ah..." Lin Zhongyuan also used a heat pack and said with a smile, "Little sister is really amazing."
He went back to his study, and as he dipped his pen in ink to write, he thought about how his three younger brothers were all out helping with chores, and his sister was also able to develop this warming product. Yet he was the only one stuck at home, useless, eating and drinking for free and wasting things, like a useless parasite.
No wonder it was once written in a book that a scholar is utterly useless.
Isn't he just that useless scholar?
"Zhongyuan? What's wrong? Have you encountered some problem?" Master Cui floated over and, seeing that he hadn't started writing yet, urged him on.
“Master…” Lin Zhongyuan glanced at Cui Zhongjie and pursed his lips: “I see everyone outside working, and I want to go and help.”
Everyone dug sewers and built watchtowers to better protect the village, and he wanted to do his part as well.
"You?" Master Cui glared and said unhappily, "It's better not to. With your physique, you'd probably be more of a hindrance than a help! Besides, you're going to take the exam in February. If you don't prepare properly, it would be a real loss if you failed!"
"But……"
Lin Zhongyuan had only uttered two words when Master Cui interrupted him, saying, "You've always been a smart child, I don't need to say more. Think about it, even if you dig all day, you probably won't dig as well as your second brother. But if you can do well in the exam, become the top scholar and an official, and come back to protect this area, so that everyone can eat and drink their fill, and no one will become a bandit or robber, then the villagers will naturally not have to work so hard to build these things."
“Everyone has their own abilities. Your ability is to study hard and pass the imperial examination to become the top scholar. That would fulfill my wish.” When Master Cui said this, he felt a little sad.
He had promised Lin Wanyue that once he had fulfilled his wish, he would be reincarnated.
"Hmm..." Lin Zhongyuan was only disappointed for a moment. Hearing Master Cui's advice, he nodded and said, "I understand. I will continue to study hard and prepare for the exam, and I will not bother them."
After saying that, he continued to bury himself in his studies.
Lin Zheyun, who was working outside, looked up and wiped away the sweat. He then looked up at his father with a pitiful expression.
"Dig up this whole area." Lin Weiming showed no mercy when bullying his son.
Lin Zheyun thought his father was the most despicable overseer, and stomped his foot angrily.
Hmph, you stinky dad!
"Don't be upset. I'm making you do chores to train your endurance. If you want to master kung fu, endurance is essential," Lin Weiming said earnestly.