Chapter 267 Carrying a Mourning Daughter
When she found out she had transmigrated, Jiang Jianni didn't break down; when her family pressured her to go on blind dates, Jiang Jianni didn't break down; she got pregnant on the first day of her wedding and gave birth to twins, Jiang Jianni didn't break down; but when she learned that everyone was going to the Yonghe Temple to offer incense, Jiang Jianni broke down.
She asked repeatedly, "Yonghe Palace? Is this the Yonghe Palace I know? The former residence of Emperor Yongzheng when he was a prince?"
Yang Yuemei said cheerfully, "Yes, that Yonghe Temple."
"Everyone says that wishes made at Yonghe Temple are very effective."
“We’ve heard it from people more than once these past few days.”
“There was a couple who had been married for over ten years without having children. They went to the Yonghe Temple to pray, and the wife got pregnant.”
Jiang Jianni couldn't help but ask, "Is it a dog that's pregnant?"
"Smack!"
Yang Yuemei raised her hand and slapped her: "How can you talk like that? She's just pregnant, why are you calling her a dog? She gave birth to a boy."
"The whole family was overjoyed that the boy was the only son in five generations."
Jiang Jianni said firmly, "There's definitely something wrong with that child. Maybe it's not even her husband's!"
Who doesn't know about making a wish at the Yonghe Temple?
The main focus is on getting results, not the process, and no after-sales service is provided.
In vitro fertilization (IVF) is not popular yet.
Now that the wife is pregnant again, it's clear that there's nothing wrong with her body; the problem lies with the man.
The man has been impotent for thirty or forty years, and the hospital couldn't cure his infertility. There's no reason why burning incense would fix it.
So, according to the nature of wishes made at Yonghe Temple, either the two of them adopted a child, or the child wasn't a man's.
The former is easy to explain, but the latter is a bit hard to say.
Listening to her confident analysis, Mr. Lu was speechless, amused, and a little curious.
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He also wanted to know whether the child was adopted or conceived through artificial insemination.
Several young people of the same generation chuckled to themselves.
Recovering from her shock, Lu's mother gently patted Jiang Jianni's arm and scolded, "You're so outspoken! How can you say such things like that?"
He earnestly instructed, "It's fine if you talk nonsense now, but be careful when you get to Yonghe Temple later."
"When you pray to gods and Buddhas, you should act like you are praying to gods and Buddhas."
"We don't expect others to actually grant our wishes, but praying for peace and safety is a comfort to ourselves."
There's a saying that goes like this:
Money can solve 99% of the world's problems, but when faced with problems that money can't solve, people turn to God for help.
To put it bluntly, it's about spending money to buy peace of mind.
Like Lu's mother.
Although she was born into a capitalist family and grew up in luxury, Lu's mother was a staunch atheist.
But as they get older, their children are no longer around, and some are even doing very dangerous jobs.
Lu Ma's atheism gradually wavered.
If praying to gods and Buddhas could ensure the child's safety, she would be willing to pray to gods and Buddhas every day.
After hearing what Lu's mother said, Lu's father snorted softly and kept muttering about feudal superstition, but he didn't dare to speak loudly.
Last night, the elderly couple had a fierce debate over whether or not to go burn incense. Mr. Lu lost to Mrs. Lu and now dares not voice any objections.
Everyone else had their own requirements, so Jiang Jiani could only act along with them.
After offering incense, Yang Anni secretly asked Jiang Jiani what she wished for: "I wished that my dad would calm down, live a good life with my mom, and stop interfering in everything."
“I’ve heard before that wishes made at Yonghe Temple are very effective, and I’ve wanted to come for a long time, but I don’t want to come alone.”
"This trip has finally put my mind at ease."
Jiang Jiani's mouth agape in surprise at her words.
After a long while, he gave her a thumbs up and said insincerely, "You are such a filial daughter."
A daughter in mourning!
Do you know how the Yonghe Temple can help you fulfill your wishes?
As for Jiang Jianni herself: "My wish is for my book to become a bestseller."
"Ideally, my books could sell all over China, across the Taiwan Strait, and throughout Southeast Asia. They could even break out of Asia and go global, attracting foreign buyers. Ideally, they would also buy the film or television rights to my books."
The difficulty of fulfilling this wish is no less than wishing for the Chinese national football team to lift the World Cup trophy.
After all, she can't write crime novels, nor can she write science fiction novels that are acceptable to both East and West, nor can she write magic novels that can conquer the world (she thought about copying Harry Potter, but in the end she couldn't resist her conscience and gave up).
She can dream of writing simple love stories and selling them across the Taiwan Strait, but she wouldn't even dare to dream of going beyond Asia and into the world.
Now it was Yang Anni's turn to be speechless.
She looked at Jiang Jiani for a while and said, "Sister, this is a bit too difficult for you. The Emperor probably won't help you achieve it."
Jiang Jianni didn't care at all: "It's okay, I won't blame Emperor Yongzheng."
She never thought it would come true.
She just wanted to make a little money.
They didn't bother to find out what the others had asked for.
Judging from everyone's smiling faces, it's clear that everyone is seeking what they want.
After offering incense, we went to Wangfujing Street.
After eating, drinking, playing, shopping, and having fun, when they got home and did the math, the group had spent almost a thousand yuan in just one day.
Suddenly, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
They finally made it home on the afternoon of Lunar New Year's Eve.
A quick tidy-up is all it takes to celebrate the New Year.
Then, on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Haibing and Lu Sitian came to find Jiang Jiani at the same time.
Jiang Jianni asked in surprise, "Did you two plan this together?"
Lu Sitian said generously, "I have some other thoughts I'd like to ask you, but you should talk to Brother Jiang first, this isn't urgent for me."
Lu Sitian now bears no trace of her former country bumpkin days.
She is stylishly dressed, beautiful, and has a graceful demeanor.
Jiang Haibing took a liking to the young girl who had taken on the responsibility of supporting her family at such a young age, and quickly said, "I'm not in a hurry. You tell us yours first, and we'll talk about mine later."
The two immediately began to politely decline each other's offer.
Jiang Jianni's eyes hurt from watching their pushing and shoving performance: "Stop."
"Alright, stop pushing it."
"One at a time, Sitian, you go first."
Lu Sitian first gave her a few sheets of paper and said seriously, "Sister Jia Ni, this is the plan I wrote. Please take a look."
"???"
Jiang Jianni was completely bewildered. After quickly skimming through the proposal, she was immediately shocked: "You want to open a milk tea shop in the capital?"
Jiang Haibing asked in surprise, "Eh? You also want to do business in the capital?"
"What a coincidence, I want to go too."
"But I want to do renovations there."
"People in the capital are so rich, their salaries start at thousands."
"We can't compare to them at all."
"Jiani, didn't you ask me before if I wanted to go to the capital to do renovations?"
"I was hesitant before, but now I think, what was there to hesitate about?"
"I should have listened to you and gone directly to the capital."
"Going over there to get it isn't making money, it's picking up money."
"People in the capital are too rich and too willing to spend money!"
Jiang Jianni: "??? So you went to the capital to investigate the market and not for tourism?"
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