This summer, due to some coincidences, the future of the Xu family began to take a completely different direction from the previous life.
However, this time, Ling Shuang's consciousness fell on Xu Ping's grandfather Xu Youwen.
Yes, in their previous life, Xu Daming and Liu Xiaocui never reflected on whether they owed their children anything until they died. They believed with a clear conscience that they had fulfilled their obligations as parents by giving their children life and raising them. They had no responsibility for how their children would go on in life.
They even had a lot of complaints about their eldest daughter, blaming her for dying before them and not being able to take care of them in their old age. In the end, she even committed suicide by taking poison in their home, making the whole village laugh at their family. Some even complained to others, "We raised this eldest daughter in vain."
Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu were very angry. They were angry that their niece had taken a narrow path because of her depression, angry that they were careless and did not notice their niece's abnormality, and angry that their eldest brother and his wife's family were inhumane. The two families stopped communicating after the seventh day after Xu Ping's death.
After that, Aunt Xu became heartbroken. For a long time, whenever she closed her eyes, she could see her eldest niece's face, which was filled with regret. In order to find relief, she lived at the foot of Mount Wutai for half a year. Every day when she had free time, she copied the "The Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva", hoping that her niece Xu Ping's soul could rest in peace and not live such a miserable life in the next life.
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I quickly know all dharmas
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I create the eye of wisdom
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I speed up all sentient beings
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I soon obtain good conveniences.
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I quickly board the Prajna boat
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I soon cross the sea of suffering.
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I quickly attain the path of concentration.
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I ascend to Nirvana Mountain soon
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I quickly attain the Pure Land.
Namo Great Compassionate Guanyin, may I soon become one with the Dharmakaya
One day, Aunt Xu had finished copying the scriptures again. She was clasping her hands in front of her chest and praying devoutly. In the darkness, she seemed to hear a loud and resounding voice: Grant your wish.
Therefore, this business is not the main business of the Time Management Bureau, but is purely a free service provided to the "brother unit" out of humanitarian aid.
Every time traveler from the Time Management Bureau must complete one such "compulsory labor" every year.
Logically speaking, Ling Shuang should have placed his spiritual consciousness on Aunt Xu, but Aunt Xu actually had merits. Ling Shuang tried several times to place his spiritual consciousness on her, but failed. He could only settle for the second best and place his spiritual consciousness on Xu Youwen, an old man with a broken leg who was depressed for the rest of his life.
On the day he arrived, he instructed his second son, Xu Xiaomin, to take a hoe and a shovel to dig for treasure next to the collapsed toilet in the Xu family's old house.
Xu Xiaomin was skeptical. Digging for treasure? The old house was the ancestral home of their Xu family. Their Xu family had been poor farmers for eight generations, and the eight generations before them had been fleeing famine. What treasure could there be?
But the old father was so sure of what he said that he had no choice but to accept his fate and carry the farm tools on this trip. Unexpectedly, he really dug out an iron box with a copper lock on it, which was sealed tightly.
Xu Xiaomin excitedly put the small box into his backpack, picked up a few pieces of broken wood to cover it, and hurried home.
"Dad, there is a real treasure!" Xu Xiaomin carefully took the box out of the backpack, placed it on the kang table in Xu Youwen's room, and stared at his father with bright eyes.
"Open it," Xu Lingshuang Youwen said in a deep voice.
“(⊙o⊙)…No, I didn’t find the key.”
Ling Shuang rolled his eyes secretly. His eldest son was too cunning and his second son was too honest. What should he do?
Ling Shuang stretched out his hand and twisted the lock hard. With a click, the lock opened.
Xu Xiaomin grinned. He also wanted to know what was inside, but he didn't dare to go forward to take a look without his father's permission.
Ling Shuang pulled out a gold brick from the box and threw it in front of Xu Xiaomin. "Pawn it. I won't sell it for less than 30,000. When you get the money, go to the school on your way back. Transfer the children's enrollment before summer vacation starts. We'll move to Beijing in a couple of days."
"Move? No... no need." His house was fine, the land was well-farmed, and people were better off away from home. Thirty thousand yuan was a lot of money, but with such a large family, moving to Beijing? Dad hadn't been out for a long time, so he didn't know the prices outside.
Just as Xu Xiaomin was about to try to persuade him again, Xu Youwen overturned the iron box on the table, and more than a dozen gold bricks tumbled out of the box, choking back the rest of Xu Xiaomin's words.
"Okay, Dad."
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