Chapter 336 Why Can’t I Have a Name
Zhu Linlang, on the other hand, seemed like an outsider. She looked at Lin Xinhuan, then at A-Zu, and then at the housekeeper. There were clearly four people in the room, so why couldn't I have a name?
Lin Xinhuan recognized that Hemiao Village was the last place she stayed before her death. At that time, a serious infectious epidemic broke out in Changhe County, and most of the people in Zhujiazhuang were infected. In order to save the uninfected people, they, together with the infected people from other places, were moved to the temporary Hemiao Village for isolation.
The reason for naming it Hemiao Village is that we hope their lives will grow upward like seedlings and be reborn with the spring breeze.
But the name did not bring them good luck, their condition became more and more serious, and when they lost hope of living and were ready to burn down He Miao Village to end the infectious disease on them, the door was opened and they saw a man who was shining with golden light and looked like the sun.
She brought vitality to the whole village, and her condition got better day by day. She used to be bedridden, but after treatment, several people were able to get together and talk about their parents' affairs. They openly complained to each other, but in fact they loved their own children very much.
Just when victory was coming to the village, their god fell down and never rose again.
With grief, people buried the god's body in a place with the best feng shui. Zhu's family also built a temple for the god. People who had received his kindness came and went one after another, and the incense never stopped burning.
The rising incense and the sincere wishes of the kneeling people turned into points of light, lingering above Lin Xinhuan's soul. The space distorted and the soul disappeared from Qing Kingdom.
Lin Xinhuan will never know that with just one thought, she saved the entire village; with just one thought, she made her wish come true; with just one thought, she changed the fate of several worlds!
"What? Xinhuan is the deity I have worshipped since I was a child?" Zhu Linlangzhe heretic described Lin Xinhuan. Since she was born, the patron saint has filled her life. The curves of her eyebrows and mouth corners can still be drawn completely even with her eyes closed.
After she grew up, she discovered that the gods worshipped by the Zhu family were somewhat different from the traditional gods of Qing Kingdom. She even asked A-Zu in confusion: "Why don't other families worship our gods?"
A Zu said proudly: "Our Zhu family is a family favored by the gods. We are lucky enough to see the true body of the gods. Other families have no chance to worship our gods!"
Every year on the day of worshipping the gods, all the Zhu family members, no matter how far away they are, will rush back to Zhu Village to hold a worship ceremony. That day is the happiest and most reunited day for all the family members.
“It is also because of your blessing that so many of our people survived the cholera.” Zhu Jingshi clasped his hands together in gratitude and worship.
Carefully taking a 30-centimeter-tall little golden statue from the shelf, Zhu Linlang recognized it as a statue of a deity enshrined in the Zhu Family Village temple. "Grandpa, why is the statue of a deity in the study?"
"At that time, there was chaos outside Zhujiazhuang, and many people fled into Zhujiazhuang. I was afraid that someone would accidentally bump into the gods, so I asked them to come to my side and protect them personally."
The little golden man faced Lin Xinhuan. The old man, who had one foot in the coffin, had anticipation in his eyes, hoping to receive praise from Sister Lin.
He is Zhu Linlang's grandfather and the pillar of the clan, but he is also a child who follows Lin Xinhuan in search of security.
Lin Xinhuan took the little golden man and looked at it, and she understood. No wonder Zhu Linlang was familiar with the statue but didn't recognize her. Her little golden man looked nothing like her, there was not the slightest resemblance between them.
Looking at the statue, Lin Xinhuan felt a sense of tolerance. Under her gaze, she felt warm all over and all her sorrows were healed.
I remember that freehand painting was popular in the ancient world. When painting figures, one should capture their spirit and charm, rather than being realistic like sketching. This way, people can tell who the person in the painting is at a glance.
All the statues look like Lin Xinhuan in their eyes, feeling compassion for the people and providing warmth and healing.
It's not surprising that Zhu Linlang didn't recognize Lin Xinhuan as the god she saw every day.
The familiar jade pendant was indeed hers. She gave it to Xiaojing as a souvenir. She had never expected that Xiaojing would cherish it so much. From how much Zhu Linlang cherished the jade pendant, one could tell how much that ordinary-looking jade pendant was valued.
She was not forgotten. Lin Xinhuan felt as if her heart was soaked in hot spring water. Gold, which has no temperature, was scalding in her hands. "I saved people not for rewards or gratitude."
Initially, she studied medicine because of her master's teachings. Later, she thought that she could use this skill to make a living, so she studied hard.
I would never sacrifice my life for a stranger, but when I was in Hemiao Village, I saw so many sad, sorrowful and hopeless faces that I didn't know why I was so worried that I even sacrificed my life.
She did not regret saving He Miao Village. She believed that no matter which master in the sect came to He Miao Village, they would try their best to save the people. The group of fools in the sect were the gods.
Xiao Jing is still alive. Will she be able to meet those idiots? Lin Xinhuan ignited hope.
Zhu Linlang didn't dare to look directly at Lin Xinhuan. She originally treated her as a sister, but now she has turned into a fairy. Isn't the gap too big?
"I am also an ordinary person, just with more adventures. You can't exclude me." He hugged Zhu Linlang tightly, as if he was really afraid that she would get rid of him in the next second.
Everyone was amused by Lin Xinhuan's funny actions, and the sense of time instantly leapt to the present, breaking the distance, and realizing that Lin Xinhuan really existed.
"A-Zu, I have made up my mind. I will go and borrow the granary."
"Once you've made your decision, just do it. Okiyi and the others will obey your orders."
"Azu!"
The guard team led by Chongyi has always obeyed the orders of the head of the Zhu family. There has never been a precedent of a noble family having a female head.
"Master, are you really going to entrust the important task to the young lady?" The butler stood beside Zhu Jingshi, watching their backs as they left.
"I knew she was a smart child since she was little. I just regretted that she was not a boy. I felt relieved when the Zhu family was in her hands. Later, Linlang asked me why girls couldn't do things that boys did. What was the difference?
Really? What's the difference? Sister Lin is a girl, but she can cure diseases that all male doctors are helpless to treat. Does the thing that people insist on must be right? "
He watched the child's brilliance gradually fade away, and couldn't help but feel distressed. Perhaps this was an opportunity to change the world. Although he was the head of the Zhu family, he was also Zhu Linlang's grandfather.
My vision was blurred, and I could only see Xiao Linlang's stubborn eyes.
In the evening, the people of Zhujiazhuang had the best meal since the outbreak of the epidemic.
"Mr. Xu, have you finished cooking? Serve it up quickly, it smells delicious~"
As soon as Lao Xu lifted the lid of the big pot, hot steam wrapped in fragrance rushed over. The two of them took a deep breath: "Fragrant~"
"Fragrant~"
"???" Aren't there only two of them in the kitchen? Who is talking?
He turned around in horror and saw that the young masters and young ladies, who usually waited for the servants to take away the food, gathered in the small kitchen, looking at them viciously like prey eyeing meat. He shivered in fear and the spatula fell into the pot, splashing the soup.
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