So you think I didn't see through your ancestor's eyes, huh? Although, considering my past life, I could indeed be your ancestor.
After I tripped her up a bit and spent every spare moment going to my mother's house to beg and cling to her, I finally managed to break the estrangement. She became my grandmother's darling, my mother's good daughter, and my brothers' sweet little sister (except to the other brothers, she was a little devil to my eldest brother).
In my family's view, although Master Jingkong did not have the formal title of teacher and disciple, they had the reality of being teacher and disciple, and Master Duji also had been kind to me.
Therefore, our family has to donate 500 taels of silver to Huangjue Temple every year for incense money, and the women in our family will go to Huangjue Temple to stay for two days every year and eat vegetarian meals.
Master Duji also became a Taoist master. He was a renowned healer who rarely took pulses. Every few months, when his grandparents went to offer incense, he would secretly take their pulses and treat their health. The two families got along very well.
Don't underestimate 500 taels. In the capital, one tael was worth 1200 wen, two eggs cost one wen, and a catty of pork cost 10-12 wen. Its purchasing power was quite considerable.
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