If it's troublesome..."
The Three Pure Ones waved their hands.
"There's nothing to worry about. You took good care of Lao Fan and me back in the fishing village."
You call me Brother Sanqing, but in my heart you're like my little sister.
"It's fine for a girl to follow her older brother. If you're willing to live with Lao Fan, you're my sister-in-law. If you're not, you're our sister..."
"I...I..." Widow Qiao blushed immediately when she heard the Taoist priest Sanqing say that she and Lao Fan were teaming up, and even Lao Fan blushed.
Upon seeing this, the Three Pure Ones Daoist Master quickly waved his hand.
"I don't want to see you two being so coy. As for whether she'll be my sister-in-law or my sister, you two can discuss it properly when it's late at night and dark."
Let me talk about the moving. My apprentice and his family lived in a village that originally had a small population.
My disciples and their group of over four hundred people fled famine from the north and went to that village.
"I'll buy you a plot of land to build a house, and then I'll buy you another piece of land so you can live there peacefully. The rest..."
"You all have to move out..."
As the group was discussing moving, a person suddenly climbed out of the carriage...
"A ghost!"
Old Fan was blushing with embarrassment, earnestly fantasizing about the wonderful days he would have with Widow Qiao after their marriage, when suddenly a disheveled man crawled out of the carriage. His first thought was...
ghost!
In his excitement, Lao Fan clung to the nearest Taoist priest, Sanqing, like an octopus.
The Taoist priest Sanqing disgustedly pulled him off his body.
"Come down quickly. You're old enough to get married, why are you still so timid?"
That's not a ghost; that's someone I just pulled back from the village entrance.
Although Master Sanqing drove the carriage quickly, he saw very clearly that neither the carriage nor Chixiao hit the person, so he simply did not admit that he had hit anyone and did not want to admit it at all.
Widow Joe approached the man and took a look...
"Chen, the scholar?"
Master Sanqing looked at Qiao Lanfang in surprise.
"Lanfang, do you know him?"
Widow Qiao's real name is Qiao Lanfang, and the Taoist priest Sanqing felt as if he had recognized Widow Qiao as his sister.
Calling her "Widow Qiao" would be impolite, and calling her "Sister Qiao" like Lao Fan would also be inappropriate, so he very tactfully called her by her name.
Qiao Lanfang looked at the man who climbed down from the carriage.
"know.
He was another survivor from our small fishing village.
There used to be a younger sister and an elderly mother in the family, but last year those thieves broke in and his sister was…”
"His sister and mother died that day. He was the only educated person in our village, and he was even a scholar who passed the imperial examination."
After passing the provincial examination, he failed the imperial examination several times. He originally did not plan to continue taking the exam and instead planned to find a private school to become a teacher so that his mother and sister could live with him.
Those few days, someone introduced him to a private school in a neighboring town for a trial lesson. When he returned, he was met with a village full of corpses.
Chen Boyu, leaning weakly against the carriage, continued Qiao Lanfang's words.
"Yes, there are only the two of us left in the village. There was originally another family of survivors, but they moved away after the incident."
If you leave now, I'll be all alone. I don't care, it was your carriage that hit me today, you have to take responsibility for me, you have to take me with you wherever you go..."
Master Sanqing looked at Chen Boyu in disbelief.
"What...what do you mean?"
Are you trying to cling to me?
I definitely didn't touch you!
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