Time flies, and soon it was the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

The villagers worked tirelessly and managed to finish the watchtower and sewer system before the Lunar New Year.

The villagers had already made a plan: each of their thirty-odd households would send four people to guard the watchtowers in the southeast, northwest, and southwest corners of the village every day. If they saw anything amiss, they would beat gongs and drums.

This is a simple task; even a three-year-old could do it.

However, the watchtower was quite high, and the villagers weren't so heartless as to actually let three-year-old children from the village go up to guard it. So it was agreed that only children over ten years old could go up to guard it.

Because the task was simple and didn't require much effort, it could even be considered a form of rest. The men, women, and children of the village all responded enthusiastically and agreed to take turns guarding the area.

The sewer system in Ning'an Village not only encompasses every household in the village, but its shape is also quite peculiar. If you stand on the high observation platform and look down, you can see that it is a strange rune shape.

The villagers didn't recognize this kind of thing, but they all knew that this rune could help ward off ghosts.

With these two defensive projects completed, Lin Weiming could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Now that the sewers and watchtower are all done, if it doesn't snow tomorrow, we can catch all the fish in the pond. When I went to do the laundry, I saw that they were quite big. Everyone has worked hard all year, so eating a fish during the New Year is a good omen, symbolizing abundance year after year..." Xuefu muttered to herself before going to bed that night.

"Hoo~ snoring..." Before she could finish speaking, Lin Weiming, who was lying next to her, had already started snoring.

Xuefu: "..."

She was speechless.

But knowing that this was because Lin Weiming had been too busy and tired these days, she didn't bother him anymore. She covered him with the blanket and went to sleep with him.

...

The next morning, probably because they had nothing to do, the Lin family members didn't get up too early.

The people guarding the Lin family's gate hunched their shoulders, tucked their hands into their sleeves, and muttered with their heads down, "The Lin family is really living a better and better life now. It's almost noon, why aren't they up yet?"

"What do you mean by 'the sun is high in the sky'? The sun hasn't even risen yet. Besides, I wouldn't be up this early if it weren't for getting talismans for my family." The person speaking yawned.

“You guys, stop nagging. Since you’ve come here to ask for help, how can you be so self-righteous? Besides, even if Wanwan is a little fairy, she’s still so young. Little fairies need to grow and need to sleep more!” the others chimed in.

These people waited a while longer, and saw that more and more people were waiting at the door.

Old Lady Du was quite unceremonious. She pushed her grandson onto the wall and made her open the courtyard gate from the inside, inviting everyone to come together under the eaves of the Lin family's house.

With the courtyard wall blocking the wind, it's much warmer inside than outside.

Liu Junlan was older and a light sleeper. Hearing the sparse noises outside, she thought it was mice stealing grain, so she quickly put on her coat and got out of bed.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw dozens of villagers waiting in her yard.

"What are you all doing here so early in the morning? Has something happened?" Liu Junlan asked, puzzled. She couldn't understand why so many people were gathered in her yard.

"Hey!" Old Lady Du stepped forward and laughed first, "Sister Liu, you haven't forgotten, have you? When we were digging those sewers to ward off ghosts, didn't we say that we'd have to ask your Wanwan to help draw Taoist talismans for each household? I think that's much more effective than Spring Festival couplets!"

The others nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we've all seen Wanwan's talisman ward off ghosts with our own eyes. The world is so bad these days, it's really unsettling!"

These words resonated deeply with the Wang family.

Their family has encountered too many ghosts, and it's all thanks to Lin Wanyue's intervention that they've been saved.

Thinking of Lin Wanyue, Wang Dazhu didn't dare to say it aloud, but in his heart he still felt that this girl and his son were a perfect match.

If it weren't for fate, how come my son only needed Lin Wanyue to save him?

Despite being rejected repeatedly, Wang Dazhu was not discouraged at all.

They say that sons are no longer under their mothers' control once they grow up. Who knows, in a few years when Lin Wanyue grows up, she might just fall in love with her son?

No matter how angry Lin Weiming gets, he won't be able to stop it.

Wang Dazhu chuckled to himself as he thought about it.

"Oh right." Liu Junlan thought about it and said, "Alright, the eldest brother has enough writing materials, I'll go wake Wanwan up and have her write a poem for you."

Actually, she didn't think much of it, after all, her granddaughter's abilities were obvious to everyone in the village.

Since the village's sewers have been made into enlarged versions of runes, those wandering ghosts outside dare not approach, so what do they have to worry about?

But with so many people braving the cold to come and stay, Liu Junlan felt embarrassed to refuse. They were all villagers who would see each other all the time, and it would be disrespectful to them if word got out.

"Sister Liu, don't worry. Since Wanwan is still sleeping, let her sleep first. The baby still needs to grow. We've waited so long, a little longer won't make a difference."

"But since you've opened the door, we'll come to your house to get out of the wind and warm up." Old Mrs. Du was too embarrassed to touch the Lin family's charcoal fire, but she had already plopped down on a stool in the Lin family's main room.

The other villagers had already been pushed into the main room, where it was much warmer than outside.

But they didn't wait long before Lin Wanyue obediently got dressed and got up. Lin Diaodiao was perched on her shoulder, with a beautiful, soft, smooth tail wrapped around her neck.

After Liu Junlan explained the situation, Lin Wanyue felt it wasn't really necessary. However, seeing everyone staring at her so expectantly, she felt a little embarrassed to refuse.

Lin Zhongyuan brought his own paper, ink, brush, and inkstone from the study and placed them in front of Lin Wanyue, then helped her grind the ink.

Old Lady Du squeezed to the front, her aged eyes shining brightly, showing how much she was looking forward to it.

"What kind of talisman does Grandma Du want?" Lin Wanyue asked, looking at her.

"Oh? You can choose the talisman?" As soon as Old Lady Du said this, the others who were waiting were also shocked.

"Okay." Lin Wanyue nodded. "Our village's sewers are already good enough to keep ghosts away. What else would you like?"

Before Old Lady Du could decide, someone else blurted out, "Me! I want to get rich!"

"oh."

Lin Wanyue picked up her brush and drew a small gold ingot-shaped talisman for him, then handed it over.

Holding the talisman, the man was both surprised and delighted: "Will this thing really make me rich?"

"No, that won't work." Lin Wanyue shook her head: "Wealth is very fixed. If you're not destined to be wealthy, there's no way to make you rich. But if you want to use your future wealth in advance, it can be a little helpful."