Food is essential for survival.
Today, Song Liyun went to Boss Mu's place to deliver acorn jelly and specifically asked what the "Respect for the Elderly Hall" in Suijin Town meant.
Boss Mu didn't react strangely. He explained the matter of the Respect for the Elderly Hall in detail, and then smiled and said, "This is a matter of our Suijin Town. You and Xue Junhu are not civilians, so it has nothing to do with you."
Song Liyun's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but she forced a smile: "Everyone gets old eventually, and everyone can do this kind of good deed. It shouldn't be based on household registration."
Through Boss Mu's narration, Song Liyun learned more about the background of Broken Gold Town and gained a deeper understanding of it.
Having survived the calamity, the town of Suijin has no government offices or clan leaders.
Although the population is over two hundred, most families are broken up.
Some elderly people living alone gathered in one place, which they named the Respect for the Elderly Hall.
He usually helps mediate disputes in the town and presides over various important events, in which he receives some income to make a living.
These elderly people who have lost their family members and are unable to work are living a very difficult life.
They not only had to endure mental anguish, but also had to barely survive.
Inside the nursing home, there was someone Song Liyun knew—the old man Zhang who had lost a hand.
Kim Sam-jung came to steal things, using the excuse of the nursing home.
He said that the Song family was "rich but heartless" for not providing support to the nursing home, and he "couldn't stand it" and wanted to act on behalf of Heaven.
While this was Jin Sanzhong's excuse, it also reflected some of the true thoughts of the residents of Suijin Town.
When the Song siblings first joined the military household, they not only received land but also occupied the best house in town.
Although it was a haunted house that the townspeople had no choice but to accept, it was also the best house in town.
The Song siblings didn't die after moving into the haunted house. They even sell acorn tofu every day and make a living, which allows them to buy food and other goods without worry.
Later, Xue Zhuang joined the military household and lived in the town, where he opened a food stall. There are still mahjong tables there now, and the town is bustling with people every day, making it the most lively place in town.
These two families are outsiders, yet they live a very fulfilling life, which is quite a stunt for the town's original inhabitants.
Suijin Town used to be a farm, but after more than ten years of ups and downs, the people who remain in Suijin Town today are no longer the simple farmers they were decades ago. It's hard to guarantee that no one will secretly do something underhanded.
Night fell in the blink of an eye.
Hei Jin pushed open the door and slipped in, pointing outside to Song Liyun and chuckling.
Song Liyun was filling bottles with the liquor she had taken from Xue Zhuang when she nodded and asked, "How many have come?"
Black Gold thought for a moment and held up one finger.
One's here!
Outside Baolin Residence, Han Dashan arrived before dark and knelt at the spot where he had met the "master" the previous night.
It didn't snow tonight, but the ground was cold enough. He had been kneeling upright for almost half an hour, his face turning blue and his whole body shivering from the cold.
This is a test for the immortal; he must persevere.
Just when he was beginning to despair, the gate of Baolin Residence suddenly opened, and Song Liyun stood at the doorway holding an oil lamp, calling out:
"Hey! Who's that over there? Is that Han Dashan?"
Han Ming's ears twitched, and his face tightened. He had finally waited for this moment.
Others may fear "evil spirits," but he is not.
If they were truly evil, the Song family, as servants of the "Great Immortal," certainly wouldn't be living such a comfortable life.
Moreover, he has now personally experienced that the "evil spirit" did not harm people's lives at will, so he has won the gamble.
As long as one can become a slave to the "Great Immortal," one can also live in a large mansion and never have to worry about food and clothing.
Looking up, all I could see was a girl's smiling face in the warm orange light.
Han Ming was certain that it was the Song family girl who had arrived!
Song Liyun slowly walked over carrying a lantern, stood in front of Han Ming, and said with a smile, "The Great Immortal asked me to come and pick you up!"
Han Ming was initially a little nervous, but upon hearing this, he was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, thank you, young lady."
He tried to get up, but after kneeling for so long, he would kneel down again as soon as he lifted his leg.
Song Liyun seemed to know that he couldn't get up after kneeling for so long, so she reached out and handed him a wooden stick: "Use this stick to support yourself!"
Han Ming waved his hands repeatedly: "It's alright, it's alright."
After several attempts, he finally stood up and limped into the courtyard.
Today, when strangers came, Song Zhenping also came out to greet them.
Han Ming was a middle-aged man, tall and strong, with a large scar on his face, running from his left cheek to his right cheek, which looked frightening.
Song Zhenping looked at it but didn't react.
Many people in Broken Gold Town have scars, so he's used to it.
Upon seeing the man again, who was walking with difficulty and appeared to have leg problems, I immediately felt sympathy for him.
My sister said that the family was going to take in someone who was starving, and it turned out that the person was a severely disabled person with a limp.
There was acorn tofu ready in the kitchen. Song Zhenping had just braised a small pot of it with oil and salt, and also heated up two multigrain cakes with sugar. He brought them all to Han Ming.
Song Zhenping said very politely, "Uncle Han, please don't be shy. Just make yourself at home and eat whatever you like. These are all prepared for you."
The first meal after entering the house was such a sumptuous dinner that Han Ming was so excited that he almost cried, rubbing his legs.
He has a big appetite, and the money he earns is not enough to buy food. There is nothing to eat in his house, and even mice have to leave crying. That's why he decided to follow the fortune teller.
Seeing that the Song siblings were easy to get along with, Han Ming was secretly pleased, feeling that his decisive decision had not been in vain.
Before Han Ming could finish his excitement, Song Liyun brought him a small bowl of wine: "You caught a chill today, drink some wine to warm yourself up."
Without even picking it up, the aroma of the wine wafted out, making Han Ming swallow hard.
He simply couldn't express the complex emotions he was feeling: he was cold and hungry outside, but inside the haunted house that everyone feared, he could eat and drink well as soon as he entered.
Song Zhenping had just been drunk, and the smell of alcohol made him want to vomit.
He pinched his nose and stared blankly at the wine his second sister had taken out: No one in the family used to drink it, so we had never bought it before. Where did Yun'er get it from?
Did they take something out of the treasure bag again?
Didn't I already say that I should try not to touch the things inside?
Han Ming was starving. He ate a whole bowl of acorn jelly, three sweet multigrain pancakes, drank some wine, and even finished Xiao An and Hei Jin's late-night snack.
Among them is Black Gold's favorite stewed potato.
If Song Liyun hadn't asked Hei Jin to stay with Xiao An in the side courtyard, Han Ming would have been torn apart on the spot.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they got down to business. Han Ming briefly explained his purpose to Song Zhenping.
Song Zhenping was stunned. He still felt the effects of the alcohol from the day, and his head was buzzing: "Yun'er, did you hear what he said? He... he wants to be our slave... slave!"
Song Liyun remained silent, only looking at Han Ming.
Han Ming rubbed his stomach, burped, and shook his head: "Brother Song, I'm not serving as your slave, I'm serving that person!"
He raised his chin, giving a knowing look, and indicated, "It's that one."
Song Zhenping looked completely bewildered, and shook his head in imitation of Han Ming before hesitantly asking, "What does this mean?"
Han Ming lowered his voice and said, "Of course it's the Great Immortal! From now on, I can serve the Great Immortal just like you."
Song Zhenping was immediately stunned: Was he being a slave to a great immortal?
Something doesn't feel right.
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