If it weren't for the protective barrier set up at the ancestral graves over the years—though it has weakened considerably—anyone would dare to trespass.
I wonder how my great-grandson is doing out there. When they pass away, they can be buried here too. The old ancestor shook his head again, thinking, "He's really getting senile, thinking about all sorts of things."
Walking along the thorny mountain path, Song Yining was fortunate to have the foresight to wrap herself up so that only her eyes were visible.
His ancestors were quite curious about Song Yining's actions; this girl was really skilled.
As Song Yining walked through the dense forest, crows mingled with the sounds of birds in the mountains. Hearing the noise, the small birds fluttered and scattered in all directions.
He said, "Who is this? There's been no peace and quiet lately. There's never been a quiet place in the mountains. There hasn't been a peaceful place for over ten years. How are we supposed to live?"
Song Yining heard what the fleeing crows said and knew that many people coveted the Shen family's ancestral property.
Song Yining felt like something was wrong, and suddenly realized, saying: I think I can hear crows talking. It's amazing enough that mice can talk, but now I can hear crows too. Doesn't that mean I can hear animal sounds in the future?
He slapped his thigh and said, "Isn't this a perfect portable listening device? From now on, wherever I go, I can ask the animals what's going on around me."
Song Yining was overjoyed beyond words; it was truly a blessing from heaven.
The Shen family used to be very wealthy in the area, but they donated all their publicly known assets around the time of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Fortunately, my father kept the donation certificates safe.
From now on, I won't be afraid of anyone causing trouble; I'll have my own protective charm.
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