Upon hearing her description, Shen Jichuan's face turned pale.
He had the same dream before.
In his dream, however, he was just an observer.
He saw a young girl covered in blood, and then shortly after, the scene in his dream suddenly changed, and the young girl was holding a stillborn baby, crying and laughing, and then she was gone.
Later, he dreamed of a string of Buddhist beads, a Buddhist shrine, and a longevity plaque with an unclear name.
Could it be that he and Wen Qiao had some entangled fate in their past life?
Shen Jichuan immediately regained his senses. Regardless of his past life, he only wanted this life, Wen Qiao, and his child with Wen Qiao.
Holding Wen Qiao in his arms, Shen Jichuan said softly, "It's all a dream, and dreams are all illusions."
"You and your child will be safe and sound, and will live to be a hundred years old."
“Since God says so, then let’s treat her well, no matter what we have to sacrifice. With me here, it won’t be your turn.”
Wen Qiao looked up at Shen Jichuan, reached out and touched his chin and cheek...
"I thought you wouldn't believe these things, and I thought you would hate it when I said these mystical things."
Shen Jichuan lowered his eyes and met her gaze.
"Some things are true if you believe them, and false if you don't."
“If believing in these things can make you happy and make your child healthy, I am willing to make offerings to gods and Buddhas.”
He bent down and kissed Wen Qiao's forehead.
"We'll all be fine, don't worry."
The young girl was so young when she married him, barely twenty years old, and had given birth to three children for him. Her future is uncertain.
She looked at her three children with worry and panic, fearing that she would not be able to raise or take good care of them.
His youngest daughter was just sick.
He told his family not to mention his youngest daughter's heart condition in front of Wen Qiao.
Even now, Wen Qiao still believes that her youngest daughter's development was delayed due to premature birth.
Lu Yazhi took the child to the altar without permission because she was worried that the child might be the one Wen Qiao couldn't protect in her previous life, and that the child might have turned into an evil spirit to continue to haunt Wen Qiao.
But this time, nothing could be discerned from the altar.
It was just that the fortune teller said those things.
Lu Yazhi never hid anything from her daughter. After confirming that the child was not an evil spirit, Lu Yazhi took even better care of her granddaughter than before, and also told Wen Qiao everything the sorceress had said.
The mother believed these things, but the husband did not.
What should we do with the buckwheat plant that's caught in the middle?
She could only wait for Shen Jichuan to return and tentatively tell him...
Fortunately, Shen Jichuan was willing to believe her. How could he be so good to her? No matter what she said, he seemed to always believe her.
If she tells Shen Jichuan something in the future, will he still believe her?
Wen Qiao found it amusing.
Shen Jichuan came out of Wen Qiao's house and went to check on the children. He ran into his mother-in-law, who was holding the three babies.
Shen Jichuan said, “Mom, you can tell me what you want to do in the future, and I will never stop you. But if you take the child to the altar and then say those things to Xiao Qiao when you come back, she will be very worried, uneasy, and panicked.”
“She is your daughter, and you must love her more than anyone else. But she is also my wife now. She was afraid that I would be angry if I found out, so she must have been very conflicted before telling me.”
“If there’s anything about the child, you can tell me first. We’ll handle it if we can. Don’t make Wen Qiao worry about these things.”
Upon hearing this, Lü Yazhi was certain that her son-in-law truly loved her daughter, Wen Qiao.
When problems arise, I want to resolve them directly and don't want Wen Qiao to know, for fear that knowing would only cause her more trouble.
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