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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Grandma Du's face turned bright red.
"You, you, you... what nonsense are you talking about!" Old Mrs. Du was furious, but when she stomped her foot, everyone could see it even more clearly.
There was indeed a piece of dog poop that hadn't dried yet on the shoe!
Everyone burst into laughter.
The Du family is really unlucky. It's bad enough that their son broke his leg, but now their mother can't even step in dog poop as soon as she goes out.
"..." Old Mrs. Du gritted her teeth.
She had just been hit a few times by those brats, and before she could even fall to the ground, Lin Wanyue humiliated her in front of so many people.
Grandma Du was furious and could only pick up her basket and run home.
...
Lin Wanyue was led home by her brothers, and Xuefu had already prepared the meal.
After lunch.
Lin Wanyue squatted in the yard, gesturing with a few wild grasses, and even did some calculations with her soft little fingers.
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu, the two older brothers, became her little shadows, watching with great interest even though they didn't understand anything.
Not long after, Old Lady Du peeked out from the Lin family's door.
Liu Junlan and Lin Weiming had already gone out to work. Xuefu saw the people and was still a little surprised that Old Lady Du, who was not close to their family, would come to their house today.
But she still asked kindly, "Aunt Du, is there anything I can help you with today?"
"I'm fine." Old Mrs. Du's face twitched, and her tone became somewhat stiff. "It's just... I heard that the little girl you picked up is quite capable. I came to ask her something, but I don't know if she's home."
Grandma Du craned her neck to look inside.
"Oh, I'm playing at Wanwan's house." Xuefu didn't hide anything.
"Then I'll go in." Upon hearing that Lin Wanyue was home, Old Lady Du immediately rushed into the Lin family home.
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu immediately adopted a defensive posture upon seeing her, standing in front of Lin Wanyue.
"What are you doing here? Are you trying to bully my sister again? I won't let you bully her." Lin Zihan asked fiercely as soon as he saw Old Lady Du.
"Go away, go away, I didn't come here to see you." Old Mrs. Du tried to appear kind, but when she tugged at the corners of her mouth, she looked even fiercer. "Little girl, can I ask you something?"
"What do you want to ask?" Lin Wanyue's clear childlike voice came through.
Grandma Du felt the voice was too clear, which made her feel a little uneasy, and her voice softened.
"I...I just wanted to ask, how did you know I haven't been feeling well lately?"
Actually, Old Mrs. Du was angry at the time, but after she got home and saw her son with a broken leg, she calmed down and thought about what Lin Wanyue had said. And sure enough, what she said was all true!
The two Lin brothers were also curious, so they turned to look at Lin Wanyue, but didn't let Old Madam Du get close.
"Because of your bad luck," Lin Wanyue said, "it's been almost... thirty-two years."
Lin Wanyue's voice still carried a childish tone, but when these words fell into Old Lady Du's ears, they were like a bolt from the blue.
"No! Don't talk nonsense! My family is perfectly fine, how could we have been unlucky for over thirty years?" Old Mrs. Du's eyes widened immediately.
“You’ve been pregnant five times, but only Uncle Du gave birth to your child. However, Uncle Du passed away before your second child was even two years old.”
"You...you actually knew all of this?" Old Mrs. Du felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she collapsed to the ground in despair.
She had initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that the little girl was just spouting nonsense.
Perhaps he just had sharp eyes and saw the dog poop on her shoes, which is why he said those things.
But even if this little girl is really smart, she wouldn't know that she had miscarried four children and only managed to save Du Fan, right?
Even if other people in the village knew that she had few children, they would never know the exact number.
This little brat wasn't bluffing after all!
Thinking back to what her son had said yesterday, Old Mrs. Du was now completely convinced that Lin Wanyue was different from the other girls.
"Aunt Du, are you alright?" Xuefu came over to help her up, her heart filled with joy.
She knew that her Wanwan must be a goddess descended from heaven.
Since she is a celestial maiden descended to earth, wouldn't it be easy for her to know these things?
Old Mrs. Du pushed Xue Fu's hand away, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed desperately to Lin Wanyue, "Gods, oh gods, you are a living god! Please, please save my family! I don't know what sins we've committed! We're useless at everything, and even going out is more difficult than for others. Even farming, what others can grow, we're far behind... But we're using the same seeds, yet we do more work than others!"
“I truly don’t know what sins my family committed to make things so difficult! Every child I conceived ended up failing, and I finally got Du Fan, but he’s physically weak. Now he’s married a daughter-in-law who’s useless too; she hasn’t laid a baby in years and is always sickly, taking who knows how much medicine she has…”
"I beg you, little deity, please help us out of pity! Otherwise, all four of us will starve to death!" Old Mrs. Du cried, tears and snot streaming down her face, looking utterly pitiful.
Lin Wanyue didn't really want to meddle in other people's business.
But Grandma Du was right. If she hadn't helped, the family of four might have really starved to death.
If it's a good year with favorable weather and plenty of food, people might be able to help each other out.
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