Chapter 517 Fulfilling a Vow
Are you going on a long trip?
In fact, Song Chunxue had been packing her things for the past few years, casually tossing the items she would need for her future travels into her Qiankun bag.
This is the sixth year since her rebirth, and before she knew it, she was already forty-two years old.
When she was first reborn, she felt old and thought how wonderful it would be if she could go back to the time before she got married, so that everything could start over.
It's likely that fate wasn't trying to make her deny her past life, but rather to confront her ignorance and folly, allowing her to deeply understand that her mistakes and suffering were the result of her own choices.
She doesn't feel young at all; she's lived for over eighty years, which is long enough.
As long as you are healthy and clear-headed, and don't dig your own grave, what does it matter if you get old?
The elderly have their own way of living, and the young have their own aspirations.
Once she has seen Sanwa's career settled in Jincheng, she can set off.
She wrote a letter to her eldest son, telling him that her third son had passed the imperial examination and asked him to bring his wife and children to the county so that they could go to Jincheng together to celebrate with him.
Not long after returning home in the first month of the lunar calendar, Xu Dahong became pregnant. Now her child is one year old and is a girl.
It was a good opportunity for her to meet the eldest son's daughter.
Jiang Huan is already five and a half years old, and I wonder how much his personality has changed.
It is mid-April, early summer, after Xiaoman and before Mangzhong.
The wheat and rice harvest in the south is nearing completion, while the wheat on the high plateau of Northwest China is beginning to grow rapidly.
In the morning, He Chuan hired two people to weed the grain fields and fertilize the medicinal herb fields. After sending the three children to school, Hong Ying went to work at the steamed bun shop.
Actually, Hongying isn't a very skillful person. Her steamed buns aren't very good; the filling always seems to be missing something. But now she's become smarter. She found a very capable older woman who is quick and efficient. Sometimes, Hongying doesn't even need to go; she can sell hundreds of steamed buns all by herself.
Song Chunxue practiced her sword in the courtyard for an hour, fed the horses and dogs, and then went up East Mountain alone to clean the Taoist temple and tidy up her senior brother's room.
Last year, she always walked her dog when she went out, afraid that the wolfhound was too fierce and would bite someone. She specifically chose to go out at dawn, when the city gates had just opened, thinking that there would be fewer people.
As it turned out, these two dogs were a real handful. Once, one of them bit someone's butt, causing a serious injury. Paying two taels of silver in compensation was a minor matter; the bad thing was that after keeping them for a month, it was considered very unlucky.
Although she could tell that the person deserved it; he hadn't done anything good and his aura was unclean, which was why he was bitten by a dog.
But she didn't manage her dog well; she bit someone and then took the dog out with her, so people are afraid of her.
Just as they arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, Wang Shouming came out from inside, took his youngest daughter's hand, and was about to lock the door.
"Uncle-Master is here? What brings you here today?"
She usually comes on the first day of the lunar month, or sometimes on the fifteenth.
"I'm leaving in a couple of days, so I thought I'd come early to offer incense and tidy up the house," Song Chunxue said casually. "Still no news from Senior Brother?"
Since receiving that letter during the Chinese New Year, she has not received a single word from her senior brother, as if she had never known him at all.
Lei Yun even went to Jincheng to look for his teacher uncle who had a white tiger mount, but he didn't get any information.
Later, my teacher wrote to me, saying that he was going to the desert to take a look, and that they should not act rashly and should wait for good news.
But more than a year has passed, and there is still no news.
“No, Mr. Lei asked me to tell you not to be nervous and not to go looking for your uncle. There will be news in another six months, and he will go with you to look for him then.” Wang Shouming shook his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and rubbed his youngest daughter’s head. “I hope they can all turn bad luck into good.”
"Okay, I understand. You go ahead with your work." Song Chunxue took out a few candies from the bag and handed them to the child. "I'll leave the clinic to you. I'm a hands-off manager now. I'll leave the money for the medicine in the drawer at the counter. It doesn't matter whether we make a profit or not. Just make sure you're doing well first."
Wang Shouming let out a hearty laugh, "It's my uncle who doesn't make money. There are many people who come to him for treatment, and most of them don't pay on credit. We're doing quite well. We use all the profits to help those who can't afford the medicine. But Mr. Lei and I haven't shortchanged ourselves, so don't worry, uncle."
As he spoke, he picked up his daughter and said, "I'm not going to tell my uncle anymore. I'm going to dig up licorice in the field today. I want to see it for myself. I can't take the ones that are too thin. I'll bury them in the ground and let them grow for two years."
Before Song Chunxue could say anything, Wang Shouming had already walked away.
She entered the temple to offer incense, then picked up a broom and swept everywhere, wiping down the kitchen and the room where the Taoist priest had slept.
"Come in, you two, kowtow to the deity and make your vows."
A sound came from the courtyard.
Song Chunxue put down the rag, thinking that the voice sounded very familiar.
She went out of the house and saw Mei Yang leading two children, one big and one small, dressed very nicely.
Mei Yang, now a father, seemed very humane, with a kind smile on his face and his eyes following his daughter closely, quite different from the person Song Chunxue first met.
"That's rare. You don't believe in these things, so why did you bring the child here?"
Mei Yang turned around abruptly and saw that the person in the courtyard was Song Chunxue, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Good heavens, you appeared so quietly, I thought a god had appeared."
He gave a complicated laugh. “Having a child creates a vulnerability. You can’t deny it. When my wife gave birth to our daughter, she almost died. I prayed to all sorts of gods and deities in my heart. In the end, I really didn’t know what to do. The midwife told me to make a wish to the gods on this mountain. Anything would do, they would all come true.”
Song Chunxue looked at the daughter he had pulled into his arms. She had two little pigtails on her head, small eyes, and thin skin. She looked at her curiously.
"Later, my wife came, and we were so busy taking care of the child that we forgot about making a wish. But I often dreamed of going to various temples. At first, it was very vague. I was too stupid and busy with daily life and taking care of the child, so I didn't think about it at all."
“When my child was almost one year old, I dreamed about going to the temple too often. The old folks probably got anxious because they saw that I wasn’t following their advice. Then one time, I dreamed that I went to the temple, put money in the donation box, and kowtowed to the gods. I woke up the moment I kowtowed.”
Mei Yang shook his head and looked at the deities in the main hall with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that when I made my wish, I was thinking of the deities in this temple. You and the Taoist priest are both familiar with me, so I rushed here to fulfill my vow that day. The door was locked, so I asked Wang Shouming to bring me here."
He patted the little girl's head and sighed sincerely.
“I believe now. When I encounter something really difficult, I make a wish and then fulfill it. My wife scolds me for being a superstitious person, so I don’t make wishes so often anymore. I only make one wish a year. This year, I made a wish for my children to be safe and healthy. Today, my child insisted on going up the mountain to see the apricot blossoms, so I came in to pray while I was at it.”
With a fatherly smile, Mei Yang said, "By the way, could you draw some amulets for me so my child can wear them?"
Song Chunxue nodded, "Of course, take the child inside."
Most parents who have just had a child don't care about lucky charms; they only ask for peace and good fortune.
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