Chapter 1611 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 21
Yang Xiuying had been listening intently to the sounds behind her, and upon hearing Lao Yu's words, she couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
It's truly rare to find an old corpse who can serve others, be a helpful assistant, be loyal, and never cause trouble.
She casually picked up two large steamed buns, packed a plate of side dishes, and placed it on the table to the side. "Old Yu, take this to Senior Sister."
Following Song Jinhuan's example, Lao Yu bent down to scoop water. Hearing the voice behind him, he replied, "Okay."
Yang Xiuying and Ma Chengliang exchanged a smile, then packed another portion of steamed buns and handed it over: "Take this to Master."
Ma Chengliang took it with a grin, "Okay! I'll go right away!"
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Based on the previous day's events, Song Jinhuan dressed for ease of movement today.
When Lao Yu returned, she was tidying up her bag. She mumbled a few words on the table about a stack of talismans, then neatly arranged them before stuffing them into her cloth bag.
The man walked steadily towards them, carrying a basin of water in one hand and a tray in the other.
Upon seeing this, Song Jinhuan quickly went to take the tray.
Old Yu carried the basin of water to the washbasin stand, soaked the washcloth, and wrung it out.
The steamed buns were placed on the table.
Song Jinhuan then took out the plum blossom cake that she had casually bought on the roadside yesterday.
The washcloth was neatly folded and slowly peeked out from her side.
The man leaned slightly forward, his hands supporting him.
The girl paused for a moment, glanced at the man who had adopted such a humble posture in surprise, and frowned slightly: "You are not a servant, there is no need for this."
Old Yu, with an innocent yet solemn expression, said, "I will take good care of you."
Song Jinhuan choked up, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Once things are settled in Xifeng Village, I need to visit Lao Yu's grave.
She thought that the person must have been a kind-hearted person when he was alive.
Before leaving, Song Jinhuan specifically told Lao Yu, "You don't need to tie yourself up anymore."
A flicker of joy crossed the man's eyes, and he nodded slightly.
I understand, they're worried he'll be uncomfortable being tied up.
Song Jinhuan pointed in the direction of the gate and continued, "You can't step over that threshold."
The man hummed in agreement, indicating that he didn't want him to leave.
Seeing that he was really docile, Song Jinhuan softened her tone and said, "However, you can walk around the courtyard as you please."
See, this is because they're worried he'll be bored and they care about him.
A sweet smile spread across the man's handsome face as he watched Song Jinhuan and Song Yuande leave.
At the same time, the obsession progressed forward by an unusual five points.
Song Jinhuan frowned in confusion.
Ma Chengliang noticed this and asked with a smile, "Junior Sister Huanhuan, are you worried that it's not appropriate for Lao Yu to be home alone?"
Song Jinhuan's thoughts were interrupted, and she shook her head: "There's nothing to worry about."
Yang Xiuying said with regret, "If he knew martial arts, he could have been brought out. Given how obedient he was to his senior sister, he could have stepped in to protect her if she were in danger."
Ma Chengliang nodded in agreement, "Let's see if he has any talent in Taoist magic in the future."
Some of the fellow Daoists' corpse friends can even perform hand seals and draw talismans!
The three of them chatted amongst themselves, with Song Yuande occasionally chiming in. Having companions along the way, they arrived at their destination before they knew it.
Xifeng Village is surrounded by serene and straight green bamboo, and is also famous for its rich and diverse bamboo weaving techniques.
Thin bamboo strips were hung in the courtyards of every household, while finished products woven by the homeowner were displayed outside the gate.
Many people from other places come here specifically to buy goods.
As soon as they entered the village, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old came up to them with a warm smile on his face. "Are you all from out of town here to see the goods? My name is Cai Fenjin. I can show you the way if you need anything."
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