Chapter 166 The feeling of family
Although this place is remote, this pawnshop is a long-established brand with branches all over the place, and the shopkeepers are all knowledgeable.
This talisman is obviously written by Mr. Fu himself. How could this woman have this thing?
Most people would be reluctant to sell a talisman from Mr. Fu, especially in today's world, where it might save their lives one day.
So the shopkeeper advised her: "You should keep this thing for yourself."
Shao Qiaolan felt that this thing must be worthless, otherwise why would the pawnshop refuse to accept it.
She curled her lips and came out with the talisman, muttering, "It's not worth much."
This was heard by someone nearby. This person had shifty eyes and was obviously not a good person. When he saw Shao Qiaolan holding the talisman written by Mr. Fu with a look of disgust on her face, he knew that she was a person who had never seen the world.
He went up to her and said, "Miss, this talisman looks good. Sell it to me for fifty cents each."
Shao Qiaolan was unwilling. The clothes she wanted to buy cost two hundred coins, and fifty coins was simply a drop in the bucket to buy shoes and jewelry.
Seeing that she was unwilling, the man pretended to leave. Shao Qiaolan hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Please add a little more."
The two of them went back and forth and finally agreed on a price of one hundred and fifty wen for two pieces. Shao Qiaolan didn't keep any and sold them all.
Shao Qiaolan took the money and wanted to buy some food for her children, but then she thought that she hadn't worn new clothes for a long time. If she dressed up beautifully to meet her man, he would definitely be happy.
So, regardless of her two daughters' complaints of hunger, she went to buy herself clothes, shoes and jewelry first, and then used the remaining money to buy steamed buns for them.
As she happily walked back with her child holding the newly bought clothes, it started snowing again and the road was a little difficult to walk on, but she walked faster and faster because she was happy.
The two children behind him followed with difficulty.
After a while, she realized that there was no one behind her. She turned around suddenly and saw two children in the distance who could no longer walk and were sitting in the snow to rest.
The strange thing was that they sat down to rest without even calling her.
Shao Qiaolan turned around and pulled the child up: "What are you doing? You sat down to rest and didn't even call me?"
The two children looked at her blankly without saying a word. Shao Qiaolan thought that the children knew they were wrong, so she pulled them back.
"You are not allowed to tell grandpa and grandma about what happened today, okay?"
Shao Qiaolan had just made up her mind on the way. She would just treat today as a day off. Tomorrow she would go to Xie Zaozao to apologize properly. She didn't believe that Xie Zaozao had such severe morning sickness and Mr. Fu couldn't take care of her completely.
What would she do without me?
As long as Xie Zaozao accepts himself again, then what happened today will be unknown to anyone.
As she thought about this, she became happier and didn't notice at all that her two daughters behind her were moving stiffly, their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had lost their minds.
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When Fu Yanzhi came back, Xie Zaozao was practicing sword with Xiao Xingsu.
She seemed to be feeling better. Apart from being a little thinner, she was in good spirits.
Her originally round and plump cheeks now have delicate contours, and the childishness slowly disappears from her face, leaving only her delicate and beautiful face.
Seeing Fu Yanzhi coming back, Xie Zaozao was stunned and covered her face slightly.
Fu Yanzhi had a black gauze covering his face, covering his eyes. At first glance, it looked like he had an eye disease that prevented him from seeing the light.
It’s pretty good looking too.
Xie Zao Zao asked: "Aren't you uncomfortable covering yourself like this?"
"You can't see anyway." Fu Yanzhi was very considerate and stepped forward to help Xie Zao Zao feel his pulse. "Are you feeling better today?"
Xie Zao Zao said: "I have beaten someone before, it feels good."
Fu Yanzhi didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and took out a few jars from the bag he was carrying and placed them on the table.
As soon as the jar was placed on the table, Xie Zao could smell a sour and sweet smell, and his stomach immediately started to growl.
She went forward and opened the jar to see that it was filled with honey-pickled bayberries. Because they had just been brought back from outside, they were icy cold. The sour and sweet fruits were soaked in the purple-red juice, which looked very appetizing.
Fu Yanzhi said: "Eat more, so you have more strength to fight."
Xie Zao Zao couldn't wait to grab a spoon and start eating. He ate half a can in one breath and immediately felt refreshed.
Fu Yanzhi said: "If you like it, there will be more in a few days."
Xie Zao Zao nodded desperately.
The system sighed deeply: "Look at your protective husband. You told him that you hit someone, but he didn't ask why you hit them, nor did he ask how the person was doing. He was just worried that you were tired of beating people."
Fu Yanzhi held the child in his arms and asked him what he had done today. When he heard little Xingsu say that he had practiced sword with his mother, he said he wanted to take a look.
Little Xingsu said innocently, "Uncle, can't you see?"
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
Fortunately, little Xingsu did not make things too difficult for his father. He stood up, took the sword that Xie Zaozao had given him, and started practicing in the yard in a very professional manner.
Perhaps because he was raised on spiritual spring water and elixirs since childhood, little Xingsu is very smart. No matter what Xie Zaozao teaches him, he learns very quickly. The power of his talismans is sometimes no less than that of an adult novice mystic.
Although he is still a little silly in dealing with people, it is not a big deal. Xie Zao Zao taught him how to solve it since he was a child. If you can't argue with others, just take action.
After little Xingsu performed a set of sword skills, her little face turned red and there was a little sweat on the tip of her nose. She came over and threw herself into Fu Yanzhi's arms.
Fu Yanzhi is a person who has no luck with children. Every child who sees him will cry. Only little Xingsu dares to jump into his arms.
If it were another three-year-old child, when he saw Fu Yanzhi coming from afar, he would turn around and hide in the haystack and not come out.
Fu Yanzhi sat under the eaves with his son in his arms, watching the snow falling outside as night slowly fell. A warm charcoal basin was burning in the house, and his wife was lazily huddled beside him, eating pickled bayberries and watching the snow with him.
It seemed like one of the few times he and his parents got together many years ago.
Because there were so few of them, his memory of them had always been vague. Now this scene brought back his vague memories of childhood.
It seemed to be a snowy night. He had a fever and lay in bed in a daze. Shuyue took care of him clumsily, but the fever did not subside even after most of the night.
Shuyue went to find Fu Wenyun.
I originally thought that Fu Wenyun would just find a doctor to help his son, but I don’t know what happened that day. He actually put down what he was doing and came to Fu Yanzhi’s yard with Baili Qiuling.
The two of them stayed with Fu Yanzhi for most of the night until early morning. Fu Yanzhi's fever subsided, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw his parents sitting beside his bed.
Fu Wenyun picked him up and walked to the window and said, "Yanzhi, look at the snow."
Fu Yanzhi looked up in a daze, and saw the dark blue sky of the snowy night, with silver-white everywhere. The drifting snowflakes fell on the window lattice one by one, and the beautiful six-petal shape could be clearly seen.
The snowy night is so beautiful.
He only remembered that the snow was beautiful that morning, but he could never remember his parents' faces.
Now, he remembered.
That night, the parents were not the heads of the Fu family, nor did they have the responsibility to save the world. They were just a couple of parents who accompanied their children to watch the snow.
Just like Xie Zaozao and myself now.
Thinking of this, his eyes became more gentle as he looked at Xie Zaozao.
"Morning."
"Um?"
"It's okay, I just wanted to call you."
"Go sweep the floor if you have nothing to do."
Fu Yanzhi: ...
When controlling the Shikigami to sweep the floor, Fu Yanzhi realized something was wrong. He had clearly asked the village chief to find someone to take care of Xie Zaozao, so why was there still no one sweeping the floor?
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