Yu Mingxiang returned to the room, washed up briefly, and lay down on the empty wedding bed.
I wouldn't say I was disappointed, but I was wide awake.
She couldn't help Gu Guanhai with what he was busy with outside, so she naturally wouldn't foolishly overthink things and waste her time.
But.
The strange phenomenon that Lao Yuan caused today lingered in Yu Mingxiang's mind.
Do ghosts and gods really exist in this world?
Yu Mingxiang didn't know.
But.
The existence of the Yuan family, known for their geomancy, is indeed true.
It's true that Lao Yuan could cause extraordinary celestial phenomena.
The spiritual spring space within her body was real.
All of this tells Yu Mingxiang that those so-called supernatural and bizarre beliefs may not necessarily be unfounded...
But if it exists, then what is Lao Yuan today?
He had been so certain that he could have predicted Gu Guanhai's fate. If he hadn't been so sure that helping Gu Guanhai defy fate would have killed him, why would he have joked about his own life and death and even issued an obituary in advance, causing such a huge misunderstanding?
Even death is still death!
After causing such a huge blunder, Lao Yuan may not have been beaten to death by the mob, but he's definitely going to be a social outcast.
He doesn't seem like a brainless person; theoretically, he wouldn't dig such a big hole for himself.
That can only mean one thing...
He wasn't joking.
What he said with such certainty was indeed true.
But everything changed when the moment came.
And finally, Old Yuan said he was dead...
This sounds absurd, but...
As someone who had died once and been reborn, Yu Mingxiang felt a strange sense of sympathy.
Just like Lao Yuan.
Although she is alive, but...
Who can say she didn't die?
She's dead!
In her previous life, she was already beyond dead.
Yu Mingxiang: "..."
A trade is like a mountain to someone outside it.
Especially Old Yuan's line of work...
The mountain is extremely high.
She doesn't understand.
Yu Mingxiang's thoughts were in turmoil as she thought about the events of the day, about Old Yuan who was barely alive, and about how she and Gu Guanhai had really gotten married. She didn't fall asleep until the night was almost over.
the next day.
At the crack of dawn, Yu Mingxiang woke up, urged on by her biological clock.
Upon waking, Yu Mingxiang drank a bowl of spiritual spring water as usual. After tidying herself up, she went to the kitchen in high spirits.
She had just arrived in the kitchen when Xuan Cao came in, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Yu Mingxiang looked at her daughter with heartache and said.
Xuancao: "I woke up on time."
As she spoke, she naturally crawled behind the stove, took out a match, and lit the pot to heat it.
Seeing this, Yu Mingxiang didn't say anything more.
soon.
Smoke curls up from the chimneys above the courtyards at the village entrance.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
Grandma Gu wasn't a pedantic old lady. She knew that Yu Mingxiang's family came from the city and might not be used to eating leftovers. So, although she felt a little sorry for the leftovers from yesterday's wedding, she still distributed them all to the villagers.
Now, all that's left in the kitchen are the things Yu Mingxiang prepared beforehand.
Everything was the same as before.
Although the weather in Northeast China in early April is still a bit chilly, it's no longer cold.
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