Chapter 1133 Do you understand?
“I can’t eat much, just one bowl is enough, take the rest away.” Song Chunxue said, turning to the cupboard to find bowls and chopsticks. “Sometimes when I have an appetite, I’ll sneak a little something to eat at night.”
Sanwa looked at her for a while and then said, "Mother, you've lost weight, but you look younger. Could it be that in a few years you'll be younger than me?"
"I guess that's how it is. Cultivators age slowly, but I age quickly once I pass the age of forty. This year, I've already felt that my legs and feet aren't as agile as before, and my hair isn't as thick either," Sanwa rambled on. "I also cultivate and practice swordsmanship, but I'm far inferior to my mother."
"Let's eat sesame paste, every day from now on, and drink bone broth often." Song Chunxue sat down to eat and chat, "Let's talk about family matters."
"Okay, let me have a drink of water first."
The mother and son chatted happily in the room.
On the covered bridge diagonally opposite, the scene across the way could still be vaguely seen through layers of leaves.
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal looked at Master Zhang and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of writing a letter to her son half a month in advance, asking him to come and find his mother?"
“I had a dream at the time, and the next day I predicted that my junior brother would face a calamity. The person who would resolve the situation was her close relative, so I tricked Jiang Yexun by saying that her mother was thinking about eating the food from her hometown, and that her mother seemed to be obsessed with sword practice. I was worried that she would go astray or something. And then the child really came.”
Master Zhang looked at the donkeys grazing below, his voice gentle, yet tinged with a faint sadness.
“This child is honest. Before setting off, he asked his wife to make sweet fermented rice and let it ferment on the way. It was just the right time to eat it when we arrived here.”
“I thought that no matter what happens, if she gets stuck on something, the child might be able to give her some insight.”
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal nodded, "You are indeed very thoughtful. Although I predicted half a year ago that there would be changes between them, I thought that they would turn bad luck into good. I did not expect that the changes would be so rapid, and even their fate would change afterward."
"Sigh, I don't usually do divination. I should have done a couple more." He shook his head slightly. "I wonder what will happen between the two of them in the future."
Master Zhang remained silent.
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal poked his arm with his whisk, "Disciple, do the calculation."
“Master is more skilled in divination than I am, so please let Master do it.”
"I've been having a headache lately, so I'm not fit for divination. Please let my disciple do it."
Zhang Chengxuan remained calm. "How about we let Uncle Han come? Xie Zheng is his disciple, and his disciple's marriage is..."
"You two stop passing the buck. I don't know how to do divination either. Your little apprentice is a bit hard to understand. Every time I try to do divination for her, my eyelids twitch violently. I think we should just let nature take its course. What's the point of trying to see what the future holds? We can't change it anyway."
Master Han walked over, fanning himself with his fan. "Let your eldest disciple do it."
Lord Zhao followed along, his hands behind his back, swaying slightly. His ever-present fan was gone, and he was now holding two walnuts in his hands.
“I drew a lot, and it was a medium-good one. Although it’s the same as not drawing at all, at least it’s not the worst one, so let’s not worry too much,” Lord Zhao reassured everyone. “My wife and I drew the worst one back then, so things won’t be too bad for them. There’s bound to be a turning point.”
Zhang Chengxuan looked at Master Han, "Are you really leaving?"
“Yes, let’s leave tomorrow,” Master Han said gently. “Otherwise, your junior brother will leave. After all, she is a woman, and her emotions are unpredictable. She often acts on a whim and might not come back. It’s better if we leave.”
Everyone remained silent for a long time.
“I know many reclusive doctors who are also cultivating themselves. Perhaps they can cure him. Just wait for good news.” Master Han closed his folding fan. “Don’t gather here anymore. I’m going back to pack up and wait for Song Chunxue to come and see my poor disciple.”
“I guess she won’t go,” Lord Zhao said, fiddling with a walnut. “She’s stubborn.”
Master Han looked at Zhang Chengxuan, "Will she go?"
“I will go,” Zhang Chengxuan said with certainty. “When her child comes, she won’t be a coward. She is the most resilient disciple I have ever met. She is a tough grass. How could she possibly run away?”
Inside Song Chunxue's room.
Sanwa suddenly stood up. "He's forgotten you?"
"how so?"
"This is terrible! The story in the sketchbook actually exists!" Sanwa paced back and forth anxiously. "Does he remember me? I have to go ask him!"
Jiang Yexun was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. "I even brought Lord Xie his favorite tea and a braised pork knuckle that had been simmering for two hours."
“I’m the one who loves braised pork knuckle, why are you giving it to him?” She was a little jealous. “You’re my child.”
“But…” Jiang Yexun was a little sad. “Mother, he doesn’t remember you? That’s too outrageous. We have to go find him and ask him clearly. Even if he doesn’t remember, we have to remember. Even if he doesn’t remember, we all do. I want to see him…”
“Sanwa, he has not only forgotten, but the bond between us may have been severed,” Song Chunxue said, clutching her collar, her face calm. “He will become indifferent and then become a good seedling for cultivation without any attachments.”
"I'm fine."
"After all, when your father died, my world collapsed. This time it's nothing much, I'm just sad and upset. But I know that once I accept it, I will cultivate diligently. Do you understand?"
"mother……"
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