Chapter 314 A Fairy Must Have Hair
"Why did you come here?" Madam Qian frowned slightly, but quickly went over and helped the person.
"Cough cough..." Tang Datou frowned, his gaze falling on Tang Bugui not far away.
"What... is your name?" Tang Datou was the oldest man in the village. He looked just like this when Qian Shi first married into the family.
Following behind Tang Datou were the nameless old Taoist priest and Granny Bai.
Tang Bugui looked at Tang Datou and said, "My name is Tang Bugui..."
"Tang... will not return..."
Tang Datou paused slightly, then looked at his face carefully.
After a long pause, Tang Datou finally said, "You're also a member of the Tang family, aren't you?"
Madam Qian was taken aback and looked at Tang Bugui with surprise. The latter paused for a moment, but did not hide anything.
"My father is from the Tang family!" When Tang Bugui arrived in this village, he knew that he had probably come to Tang Family Village by some twist of fate.
My so-called hometown!
Tang Datou sighed, raised his eyes, and looked carefully at Tang Bugui.
"You've had a tough time all these years!" Tang Datou's voice was full of vicissitudes, and his tone was filled with tenderness.
Little Su Bao, standing to the side, was taken aback. She looked up at her father, then glanced at Grandpa Big Head...
"It's not hard on the old man... I just never thought I'd see you again in my lifetime. I can finally rest easy..." Tang Datou said with a smile in his eyes as he took Tang Bugui's hand.
“Everyone, look over here. Tang Cheng, this is your uncle, and also a direct descendant of our Tang family. If it weren’t for their protection, we wouldn’t have been able to live here peacefully for so many years…” Tang Datou looked at the Tang family members with a tone full of heartache.
Back then, the Tang family was a well-known family in the capital, until one day, the Imperial Advisor came to the Tang family.
No one knows what the imperial advisor said to the old man, but within a few days, a group of people from the Tang family quietly left the Tang family.
However, as a direct descendant, they cannot leave!
Tang Bugui's appearance is seven or eight parts similar to his father's, especially his eyes, which are almost identical.
"Grandpa Big Head? Are you getting old and senile?"
Just as Tang Datou was carefully looking at Tang Bugui, his eyes brimming with tears and on the verge of crying, a discordant sound reached his ears.
The tears that were about to fall were instantly wiped back.
Without saying a word, Tang Datou turned around and slapped Tang Qi across the face with a big bean!
"That's well said, but don't say it again!" Tang Datou glared at Tang Qi in annoyance!
"Grandpa, if you want to hit him, just hit him, but don't hit his head! He's not smart to begin with, and if you make him stupid, who will take care of us, mother and children, in the future..." Wang Xiuer muttered to herself as she looked at Tang Datou and reached out to rub her husband's head.
Tang Datou's sadness vanished instantly, and he glared at the couple with annoyance!
It's true that every pot has its own lid...
Tang Bugui, who was standing to the side, was slightly stunned as he watched this scene...
He was about to speak when a sharp pain shot through his chest...
Little Su Bao seemed to sense something and instinctively appeared behind her own father!
"Daddy..." the little dumpling exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Quick...Quick, Master Wuming...Please take a look..." Old Tang's expression changed, and he reached out and pulled the Master Wuming behind him over.
The nameless Taoist priest was somewhat helpless, but he still reached out and grabbed Tang Bugui's wrist.
The nameless Taoist priest frowned deeply at this touch. The last time he read Tang Bugui's fortune, the nameless priest had noticed something unusual about him...
It seems the damage has affected the heart and lungs; this latest examination revealed that the damage to the heart and lungs has become even more severe...
"How about it!"
Tang Datou looked nervously at the nameless Taoist priest, while his other hand gripped Tang Bugui tightly.
Tang Bugui is the only son of the direct descendant Tang Bo. If something happens to him, how can I face Tang Bo?
Little Su Bao raised her head, her gaze fixed on the face of the nameless Taoist priest.
"Taoist Master, how is my father?" Little Su Bao asked anxiously.
The little girl just had a father!
"It's alright! Don't worry, he... won't die..." The nameless old Taoist looked at Tang Bugui with a strange expression.
Actually, according to the fortune I read last time, he should be dying soon!
But something he did somehow increased his lifespan considerably...
It looks like it's a meritorious act!
This wasn't his business. The nameless old Taoist looked at Little Su Bao with a smile in his eyes and said, "Little one, can I borrow something from you?"
Little Su Bao raised her eyes, looked at Wu Ming, the tuft of hair on her little head twitched, and then nodded and said, "I'll do anything to save Daddy!"
She remembered the last time Lan Xin'er was in pain, her grandmother wanted her to give Lan Xin'er her heart's blood...
However, the mute old woman used some means to make my maternal grandmother leave.
"Do you need Su Bao's blood? Su Bao ate a lot today, Su Bao must have a lot of blood, please draw it, Su Bao is not afraid of pain!" Little Su Bao's babyish voice was soft, but the words she said made people feel inexplicably heartbroken.
“You…” Madam Qian was stunned, and her first instinct was to refuse!
When she brought Xiao Su Bao home, the little dumpling was still tiny. It took her several months to gain some weight...
"Mommy, Su Bao is very brave and not afraid of pain. Before, when Su Bao's hand was injured, it bled a lot... but it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all..."
"Su Bao... Su Bao... I just want Daddy to be well..." The little girl tried her best to be well-behaved and show her most radiant smile.
Even someone as fierce as Mrs. Qian couldn't resist reaching out to hug the little dumpling.
"Nameless old Taoist priest, if you want to draw blood, take mine, don't touch my little Su Bao!" Wang Xiuer immediately stood in front of the little dumpling and said to the nameless old Taoist priest.
An unnamed old Taoist priest...
When did he ever say he wanted blood...?
He rolled his eyes and couldn't help but say, "You guys overthink things..."
“I just want her hair…” Wuming looked at Xiaosubao with a smile in his eyes.
Little Su Bao was stunned, and Little Dai Mao froze as well...
Wuming reached out and stroked her little tuft of hair, then said, "I want your hair, and one of your favorite things!"
Little Su Bao is born with great merit. Any hair she is willing to give is also a great merit!
"Ah... hair... okay!" The little dumpling agreed without even thinking.
"How much do you want? Little Su Bao's hair... isn't much, but if Daddy wants it, we can shave it all off!" Little Su Bao realized what was going on and said in her babyish voice.
The nameless old Taoist's eyes lit up immediately, and his gaze towards Little Su Bao was filled with excitement...
only……
"A fairy must have hair. If you dare to covet our fairy's hair, I'll beat you to death..." Granny Bai roared.
The nameless old Taoist priest felt a sharp pain in his ear as Granny Bai grabbed it...
"It hurts, Sister Bai, it hurts!" The nameless old Taoist covered his ears and said pitifully.
"Hmph! Let's see if you dare to covet our little fairy's merits again..." Granny Bai snorted and slapped him on the back of the head...
"No, I didn't, please listen to me... I was just thinking about it, but I didn't dare to do it..." He had only thought about it for a moment, and he had already lost merit...
However, he wouldn't tell Sister Bai about this...
Because Sister Bai must already know...
"Hmph..." Granny Bai glared at him, and then stopped hitting him.
Qian watched this scene from the side, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
She turned to look at Xiao Su Bao's little yellow hair, which had finally grown a bit, and felt a little reluctant to part with it.
When the little guy first arrived, he must have been starving; his hair was yellowish and extremely sparse.
She tried many methods to make the little dumpling's hair grow a bit more.
"Her hair grows slowly, so you should use less of it!" Madam Qian said to the nameless old Taoist priest, stroking her little tuft of hair.
The nameless old Taoist nodded. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pair of scissors with some incomprehensible runes carved on them.
"Tang Susu, I ask you, I can lend you ten strands of hair, ten strands of luck, and ten parts of merit to make up for Tang Bugui's shortcomings... Are you willing?" the nameless Taoist said solemnly.
"I do!"
The little dumpling's eyes sparkled, as if she sensed something, and she raised her eyes to look at the nameless old Taoist's hand.
The next instant, the nameless old Taoist's scissors moved slightly, and then the little girl saw a faint golden light flash by.
The nameless old Taoist priest muttered something under his breath, then pinched the hair in his palm, and the hair vanished...
Others couldn't see it, but little Su Bao saw the hair twisted into a line and disappear into her father's heart...
Tang Bugui's body was very weak; if he hadn't been kept alive, he would have been in danger long ago.
After doing all this, the nameless old Taoist priest showed a hint of fatigue on his face.
Just then, Fu Lin looked at the nameless old Taoist priest with a hint of surprise in his eyes!
This old Taoist priest is quite skilled!
"Alright, let Tang Bugui rest first!" The nameless old Taoist priest took Granny Bai's hand, his palm already damp with a fine sheen of sweat.
"Alright!" The third senior brother and Tang Cheng helped Tang Bugui back to the guest room.
With money in hand, Tang Cheng renovated his house, and now there are many more habitable rooms.
This guest room was just renovated and has never been lived in yet, which is a good thing for Tang Bugui.
Little Su Bao stood guard by Tang Bugui's bedside, her eyes fixed on her father, not even daring to close them, for fear that this was just another empty dream.
Standing beside the little dumpling, Mrs. Qian felt extremely distressed...
"Mother...you should let her guard it herself!" Tang Si walked in, looking at Madam Qian, his voice tinged with helplessness.
The Qian family...
She finally stopped bothering them!
Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhao Yun frowned slightly...
He arrived just in time with Zhao Sanpao and the others, but even so, Madam Qian still nearly died...
None of his prepared backup plans came into use...
Unexpectedly, Tang Bugui arrived much earlier than in my dream.
According to the dream, Su Bao's father should come looking for her three years later, by which time he will be on his deathbed, nearing the end of his life...
Zhao Yun rubbed his temples, completely baffled as to what had gone wrong.
"Little village chief, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Sanpao walked over with a cup of water and handed it to Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun took the bowl of water, but instead of drinking it, he turned his head to look in the direction of the house.
"I'm going to check on Xiao Su Bao, you wait here!" Zhao Yun said, then carried the water inside.
Zhao Sanpao scratched his head, but didn't seem to care.
Zhao Yun walked outside with water in his hands. Xiao Mo Bao glanced at him and frowned slightly.
"She's tired!" Xiao Mo Bao had just seen Xiao Su Bao fall asleep and didn't want the little dumpling to be disturbed.
Zhao Yun was taken aback and looked up at Xiao Mobao.
After a pause, Zhao Yun said, "Yunmo, I like Xiaosubao, and I want to marry her!"
Xiao Mobao looked at Zhao Yun and frowned.
“She’s still young, and you… are too young!” Xiao Mobao shook her head, indicating her disagreement.
Zhao Yun found it amusing to look at Xiao Mo Bao's childish appearance. After having that dream, his mind had become different from other children.
Looking at Xiao Mo Bao's naturally innocent (and silly) face, he said, "Yes, she will grow up, and I will wait for her to grow up!"
Little Mo Bao nodded and sat quietly on the threshold, as if intending to guard the gate.
At this moment, in the courtyard not far away, Fu Manduo looked at her father with some anger, but she still said in a low voice, "Father, I'm not going back. If you want to go back, you can go back!"
"We just had a bandit attack here, so we don't have time to take care of you. You go back with your father, and I'll bring you back in a few days!" Fu Lin said to his daughter with some helplessness.
Fu Manduo hid behind Tang Dabao and said to his father in a cute but fierce tone, "I don't want to! I want to stay here! You promised me last time!"
"But..." Fu Lin is decisive and efficient when handling official business, but when it comes to his daughter, he's completely helpless...
"I want to go up the mountain to dig ginseng, cerebellum... no, the doctor said ginseng can cure diseases, I want to dig ginseng for Su Bao's daddy, so Su Bao can have a daddy too, just like me!" Fu Manduo shouted.
Little Su Bao was half asleep when she heard this and immediately opened her eyes.
Yes, ginseng!
She slapped her forehead. How could she have forgotten something so important!
She was going up the mountain to gather herbs for her father!
"Hey, Little Mo Bao, what are you doing here?" Little Su Bao almost kicked Little Mo Bao, who was sitting on the doorstep.
"It's nothing!" Xiao Mobao shook her head, got up, and opened the door.
Zhao Yun was outside holding a cup of water when he happened to look at the little dumpling.
"Little Su Bao... I..." Zhao Yun had already thought of what he wanted to say to the little dumpling when he was interrupted!
"Quick, outside... there are so many outside..." Tang Sanbao gasped for breath, too excited to even shout...
"What's outside?" Little Su Bao asked, looking at her.
Tang Sanbao swallowed hard, gesturing with his hands and his mouth trembling with excitement.
Seeing that Xiao Su Bao didn't understand, she immediately grabbed her aunt's hand and ran outside!
"Look..."
Little Su Bao looked over and her little eyes widened instantly...
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