Chapter 189 The Village Chief's Last Words
well!
Ning Bao sighed softly. Since she couldn't pry into the secrets of heaven, she could only take it one step at a time.
Hearing Ningbao sigh in her arms, Shen Yuzhen affectionately pinched her little cheek.
"What are you worrying about now, little girl?"
Ningbao frowned and said in a coquettish tone,
"Mom, Grandpa, the village chief, you and Dad are all worried about the snow."
I was thinking of using divination to predict the exact time of snowfall, so that we could be prepared.
But... I couldn't figure it out...
Ning Bao looked very depressed and unhappy; she really had a talent for metaphysics.
Today's situation is a small blow to her confidence in her talent.
Mu Chunping couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at his sulking little daughter.
"Oh my, whose little girl is this? She's become such a stingy person!"
Ningbao glanced at her unreliable father.
"Yours."
"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's mine!" Mu Chunping said, taking Ningbao from Shen Yuzhen's arms.
"Come on. Dad will make your bed for you. You're still a child and need to sleep more. Let us adults worry about the rest."
After making the bed, Mu Chunping put Ningbao in the quilt and said earnestly...
“Ningbao, don’t keep calculating about the snow lately. Since Heaven doesn’t want you to know the answer, there’s no point in continuing to calculate. It might even have a negative impact on your health.”
Ningbao nodded obediently.
"Yes, Dad, don't worry, I won't do anything reckless."
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After Ning Bao fell asleep, Mu Chunping went to the village chief's place. Lin Dongyang had just come to inform the village chief that a village meeting was to be held.
It was past midnight when Mu Chunping finally dragged his weary body back.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Ningbao was lifted out of her warm bed by Shen Yuzhen.
Ningbao, who was dreaming of eating a big steamed bun, was suddenly woken up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and let out a soft, babyish cry.
"Mother."
Shen Yuzhen gently helped Ningbao put on her outer garment, and Mu Chunping promptly handed her a small bundle to wrap Ningbao up.
Shen Yuzhen looked at Ningbao, whose eyes were barely open from sleep, and smiled indulgently.
"If it's difficult, I'll sleep a little longer. The weather is bad today, very gloomy. The village chief said we need to hurry on our way and try to find a place to stay before the snow falls."
"Sleep a little longer... then your uncle will carry you on his back."
Ningbao could normally sleep on Lingling's back, but the weather was a bit abnormal today, and Shen Yuzhen didn't want her little girl to lie on Lingling's back and be exposed to the cold wind.
Her husband had to take care of his father, so she was finding it a bit difficult to carry Ningbao on her back. The little girl wasn't tall, but she was quite heavy.
She'd be in a rush today, so she decided not to try and carry him; it would be more reliable for her older brother to carry Ningbao.
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When Ningbao woke up, they had already left the mountains and were heading east along the official road. According to their plan, they needed to travel 500 li east and then turn south.
Most of the refugees coming from the border areas are headed south, so there are far fewer people on the road to the east.
Seeing the sparse number of refugees on the official road, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The village chief couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems we haven't gone down the wrong path."
The village chief's wife glared at the village chief.
"What are you so smug about, old man?"
If you ask me, this is all thanks to Ningbao. With Ningbao around, you wouldn't have a chance to go astray.
The village chief nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, you're right about everything."
Ningbao has helped us a lot along the way, especially since our Ningbao not only saved Jianfei but also Dongyang, and more than once.
From now on, Ningbao will be my own granddaughter, and I will definitely prepare a generous dowry for her when she gets married.
"Tch!" The village chief's wife glanced at her husband.
"You're thinking quite far ahead. Have you forgotten that Ningbao is only three years old? I remember the oldest living person in our Shanglin Village is only sixty-five, while you're over fifty and practically half-buried. Do you think you'll live long enough for Ningbao to get married?"
After listening to his wife's words, the village chief paused for a moment. Yes, people in the countryside work hard all their lives, and by their forties or fifties, they start to experience all sorts of health problems.
At his age, he's considered elderly in the village. Plus, there are few doctors in the countryside, and even if there are, people are reluctant to spend money to treat minor ailments. Living to a ripe old age is generally impossible for him.
but……
"What's there to be afraid of! Even if I don't live to see Ningbao get married, there's still my son and my grandson, right?"
"Why don't I just leave them a message before I die? I believe Jianfei and Dongyang will definitely do it, otherwise I'll come back every night after I'm gone and chat with them!"
The village chief was a man of action; he immediately pulled Lin Dongyang, who was mingling with the Mu family, aside to give his last words.
Lin Dongyang was a little confused. He was just chatting with the Mu brothers, Mu Chengle and Mu Chengye, when his grandfather suddenly pulled him over to give him his last words.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Are you sick? Or can you tell fortunes like Ningbao? Did you predict that you're going to die?"
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