"The dream I had last night was real!"
Seeing the sudden increase of three thousand merits, Feng Bingwen immediately became certain, otherwise there would be no explanation for his sudden increase in merits.
only,
"How did I do that?"
Although it was outrageous, even Feng Bingwen couldn't recall what kind of feat he had performed last night to be able to kill a ferocious beast while he was sound asleep.
"Little Wen'er, your father said you dreamt last night that you turned into a dragon, is that true?"
Just then, a cheerful voice brought Feng Bingwen back to the New Year's Eve dinner. He looked up and saw his mother smiling and asking him a question.
"Yes, it's true."
Feng Bingwen nodded. He was now a bit thick-skinned and could even call himself a transcendent immortal or god, but his family only thought he was a child with some supernatural abilities.
We can't keep hiding this forever; we'll have to bring it up eventually. But before we do, we need to lay the groundwork so as not to scare them.
"That was a wonderful dream!"
The parents and elders all praised him, and even Feng Zichuan never mentioned that Feng Bingwen's dream was about fighting. During the New Year, it was natural to want good luck, and he would never talk about anything unlucky or upsetting.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, the New Year's Eve dinner ended in a joyful atmosphere for the family. During the dinner, Feng Bingwen also received lucky money from his parents and elders. Although it was only a few copper coins, it was still a way to bring good fortune.
Before he knew it, it was evening. Just as Feng Bingwen was lying in bed, preparing to ponder the tiger-slaying dream, he saw his mother push open the door and walk in.
"Mother."
Feng Bingwen got up from his bed. He was still young, so he could go to bed early and didn't have to stay up with his family to celebrate the New Year.
"No need to get up, lie down quickly. It's still cold, don't catch a cold."
Seeing Feng Bingwen dressed in thin clothes, Yu Huilian quickly stepped forward and pressed him down to lie down.
"I'm not afraid of the cold."
"Silly child."
Yu Huilian gently patted Feng Bingwen's head, dismissing it as childish stubbornness and not taking it seriously.
"Your mother has some questions for you."
"What did you say?"
Feng Bingwen asked curiously.
"You live with your grandparents at home. Have you encountered any difficulties in your daily life?"
"No."
"Really not?"
Yu Huilian pressed further, asking if she knew that some elderly people who care about their children might hide their difficulties from them, for fear of troubling their children.
"No, really."
Feng Bingwen was quite certain. He was joking; with him around, what difficulties could the two elderly people possibly encounter? After the New Year, he planned to go and collect some more spiritual items to secretly feed to the two elders.
"That's fine. Do you have any pocket money when you go to school?"
After showing concern for the elderly, Yu Huilian then turned her attention to her own children.
"No."
He only had half a child, so where would he get the money? The two elderly people lived a frugal and simple life and had no concept of giving money to their child.
"You've really suffered these past years."
Hearing this, Yu Huilian's eyes showed a hint of guilt. Children from wealthy families usually had a few silver ingots, but her child was now forced to live in such poverty—this was unacceptable.
"I'm not suffering."
Feng Bingwen still tried to comfort her with kind words, but his sensible appearance made Yu Huilian's eyes redden slightly. She felt heartbroken, but it also put his mind at ease.
"Wen'er, is there anything you're craving in the county?"
"have."
Feng Bingwen frankly admitted that there were some things he couldn't do due to his physical development, but he could satisfy his appetite, though he was short of money.
It's not that he can't get money; he could easily ask the thugs he's trained for money and live a life of luxury every day. But if he did that, the nature of his beatings would change, and he would inevitably incur bad karma. Feng Bingwen would never do that.
"Then I'll give you some pocket money. Keep it secretly to buy some food, and don't let your grandparents know."
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Feng Bingwen's face was awkward, perfectly playing the role of a sensible and reasonable child.
"What's wrong with that? We didn't steal or rob anyone. It just means they'll complain less about wasting money."
"That's true."
Feng Bingwen nodded in agreement.
"Here, this is your New Year's money from your mother, and it will also be your allowance from now on. Don't let your grandparents see it, or they'll take it away from you."
Under Feng Bingwen's astonished gaze, his mother took out a money pouch from her bosom that looked quite heavy and stuffed it under his pillow.
"If you're careful with your spending, it'll be enough for your allowance for a year."
Yu Huilian smiled.
"Thank you, Mother."
"Little one, why are you being so polite with your mother?"
Yu Huilian reached out and tapped Feng Bingwen's head, then reached out and pulled a red thread from his neck. With a gentle lift, a pendant shrouded in a faint golden light leaped out from his collar.
"This is a talisman that my mother obtained from the Bodhi Temple in the prefecture. It can protect you and keep you safe."
As they spoke, Yu Huilian took off the amulet that was shimmering with a faint golden light in Feng Bingwen's eyes and handed it to him to play with.
It was an oval pendant about the size of a chicken egg, as clear as amber, with a slightly hazy luster. On one side, a kind-faced Buddha was depicted by a skilled craftsman with a few strokes, full of Zen spirit.
"So beautiful!"
However, this uniquely crafted jade pendant received only this evaluation from Feng Bingwen.
"You silly child."
Hearing her child's evaluation, Yu Huilian was both amused and exasperated.
This was a gold and jade amulet that she had obtained from the Bodhi Temple at great expense. Even with such a huge expense, she had to pull strings with many people to get this opportunity. However, there was no need to tell the child these things.
"Here, let me put it on you!"
Feng Bingwen let his mother do as she pleased, but a faint warmth welled up in his heart.
His mother was just an ordinary person, but that Buddha pendant was a genuine Buddhist treasure. Although its power was weak, it was enough to protect an ordinary person and keep evil spirits away from him.
The price that ordinary people would have to pay to obtain this item is unimaginable. For a Buddhist temple located in a bustling part of the world to form a connection with it, an ordinary person either needs to be truly destined for it or be extremely wealthy.
How does it feel to wear?
After hanging the Buddha pendant around Feng Bingwen's neck, Yu Huilian asked with great anticipation.
"I feel warm all over, it's really comfortable."
Feng Bingwen, who didn't actually have any special reaction, responded in this way.
"That's good. Once you put it on, don't take it off. If Grandpa and Grandma ask, just tell them the truth. But try not to let other people see it, to avoid any trouble."
"Yes, I know, I'll hide it in my clothes."
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