Everyone knew that the Liu family was a family of scholars. In the past, they envied Old Ma Tou. He was a one-eyed, older bachelor, but he was able to marry someone as knowledgeable and well-mannered as Liu. He didn't know how much blessing he had accumulated in his previous life.
After a few years of infertility, everyone felt more at peace. They thought, "What's the point of marrying a woman who can't carry on the family line? Even if she's educated, she can't make a living."
Later, Liu finally gave birth to a son, but the son was crippled and lame. The villagers all felt sorry for the old horse head, thinking that he was so pitiful, probably because he had committed too many sins on the battlefield...
But Old Ma Tou never complained from beginning to end, which is really awe-inspiring. He is truly worthy of being a soldier. His tolerance and magnanimity are unmatched.
But who could have thought that Old Matou would eat his own woman without a word?!
Ma Lame just woke up and heard this. A chill spread from head to toe and he fainted again.
If he survived the natural disaster and there was no food, wouldn't that mean he also ate his mother's flesh? So, that skeleton is actually his mother?! Help...
Liu asked Lao Ma Tou to sever ties with the Liu family on the grounds of not pursuing the matter.
"Oh." The old horse head also had a calm expression and responded lightly, which seemed to mean that he agreed.
"Alas, this is fate. You don't have to think too much. I have to go. You, take good care of our son." Liu comforted the old horse head instead.
"Yeah." The old horse head responded lightly again.
Liu didn't stay any longer, "Come on, Feng Ling, there is a box of books in that room, which is my dowry. You burn my collection of poems for me, and the rest will be your reward.
Anyway, no one in this family needs it." The moment Liu turned around, her wish was fulfilled, her obsession was gone, and she finally returned to her original appearance.
Beautiful, graceful, well-read, and elegant, a very beautiful woman, but a little bit crazy...
Feng Ling resigned herself to moving the books, but she didn't really need to. After all, she had to fill her stomach before reading...
"Village Chief, tonight's work is over. As a reward, I will find a time tomorrow to set up a water array at another public well in the village."
After letting these old bones toss and turn all night, fighting with ghosts, it is Feng Ling's good luck that they are not scared crazy, otherwise he would not be responsible? So, he still has to give something back, although this matter makes him feel quite embarrassed.
The wind spirit has no spiritual power, and it is really difficult and risky to just dance like a god to set up a formation to pray for water. If you don't handle it well, it will backfire and hurt both your body and mind.
The village chief and several elders were very happy. If there was another well, their village would have free water. It couldn't be used to irrigate the fields, but at least they could use it for household washing, right?
God knows how long it has been since they last took a shower. The dirt on their bodies is as thick as vegetables.
"Okay, okay, thank you Feng Ling! I'll collect some food and send it to you tomorrow. When your house is being renovated, I'll arrange for everyone to come and help you, so that you can move into your new home as soon as possible."
People with such abilities are respected, and the help is mutual. Otherwise, it will be a one-time thing. Only with give and take can things last long-term. The village chief thinks very long-term.
Feng Ling's eyes lit up. "Okay, thank you very much." Then her house would need to be well planned, with a yard, a large room for each person, a bed, a wardrobe...
"You all should go back. It's July now, so it's best not to go out at night if you have nothing to do." Otherwise, if you get scared to death, don't ask her to collect your soul. Otherwise, she will charge you money.
Feng Ling waved to everyone. She still had to take Zhang the butcher's wife to meet her lover.
"Feng Ling, where are you going?" Feng Ling's direction was not the way home. Feng Ming was anxious and worried to death.
He secretly ran out after hearing the loud noise coming from the old house, and then followed the villagers to watch one bizarre and exciting scene after another.
As a man, he was almost scared to death. What was strange was that Feng Ling, who had always been as timid as a mouse, was not afraid at all?
"I still have things to do. You should go back quickly and carry this box of books back with you." Feng Ling walked slowly. The roads in the countryside were difficult to walk on, and at night some of the potholes were so bumpy that you couldn't see clearly at all.
At her speed, it would take her a quarter of an hour to reach the village entrance. It seemed that this sister was still very weak. Feng Ming didn't know whether he should follow her.
"Go back quickly and take care of the house." There is water in their house.
Feng Ming was shocked. No, that was not the case. He had been away for too long and his family also needed to be taken care of, and his mother was even more unreliable.
"Well, take care of yourself and come back early." Feng Ming felt a little awkward. It seemed like it was the first time he said such caring words to his sister.
"Um."
The speed depends on how far away the Li family is.
However, "Aunt Liu, why do I feel that Old Matou has not yet adapted to the life of an ordinary person?" Some soldiers will suffer from post-war syndrome after retirement and will never be able to live a normal life.
Mrs. Liu sighed leisurely, "Yes, we have been married for several years, and we have actually slept in separate rooms. He is very vigilant and impulsive, and he can get angry easily. He almost killed me several times by accident.
His life was dull and he only had a sliver of sense of responsibility left in him. If it weren't for his brothers sacrificing themselves to save his life, saying nothing could go to waste, I think he would have gone to extremes."
It's murder or suicide...
"He was actually a hero, so many people were willing to sacrifice themselves to save him, and the court even gave him land..." Liu added.
He had land, a wife and children, but he still couldn't heal the hero he once was. This explains why Liu was so tolerant of him.
The ghosts sighed, and the wind spirit also felt sorry...
The Li family is the family of the ex-fiancé of Zhang the Butcher’s wife Liu, and they live in the next door Fengshan Village.
"I suddenly realized that both Aunt Liu and Sister Liu have the same surname Liu." Butcher Zhang's wife's surname is Liu, and Old Horseman's wife's surname is also Liu. They are from the same village, so they are destined to be together.
"Yes, we are from the same family. My aunt is older than me and is from the same clan." It's just that we have the same bad fate, sighed the female ghost Liu.
"Oh, is Fengshan Village far away?" Feng Ling had never left the village and didn't even know the road.
"Far! It's just a small mountain village. Our Fengshan Village has wide and flat fields. It's a big village with many educated people. My ex-fiancé also studied and has now passed the imperial examination."
The female ghost Liu was full of pride, but unfortunately her ex-fiancé was unlucky and could not afford a high betrothal gift, so his beloved woman was sold to a butcher, who beat her to death a few years later.
"So, the reward is high. Feng Ling, look, how much silver I brought you? And a root of old ginseng." The female ghost Liu took out two purses as if she were presenting treasures.
"Really? How much?" Feng Ling took it quickly. The purse was quite heavy. Feng Ling finally did this job without any regrets.
Well, she is just a mortal, working so hard just for a few taels of silver every year. She is happy to earn money with her skills!
"A little over a hundred taels, keep the ginseng. It's priceless."
Feng Ling nodded vigorously. Ginseng is important, too important, and must be kept.
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