"What are you talking about, casting a net and catching fish? Dongbao, how did you know I caught a huge catfish weighing eight kilograms today?"
The sound echoed throughout the yard, and everyone saw He Chunsheng walking in with his head held high, looking energetic, holding a fish with whiskers in his hand.
Perhaps the fish was too slippery for him to hold, and he kept throwing it up and down. He Xiaotuan helplessly followed him with the bucket in his hand, "Dad, you've been carrying it all the way. The fish must have died a long time ago and it's not fresh anymore. I told you to put it in the bucket..."
He Chunsheng ignored him and walked towards the crowded area. "Taozhi, let's have stewed fish for lunch today. This fish is very fat. It will nourish Lu Lan."
Everyone was praising him, "Chunsheng, did you catch that fish? You're really good at fishing. My fisherman broke a pole last time and lost the hook and line. He had to go to the store and buy a new one for two dollars. I was so heartbroken."
"It's just normal, it's just normal. There are some tricks to fishing. Don't be too impatient, you have to..."
"Dad, you spent five bucks on this pole, and it was bought secondhand. It was originally more expensive. No wonder they say you get what you pay for."
This unlucky child.
He Chunsheng was exposed, and the corners of his lips smoothed out instantly. He looked at him intently, and his hands seemed to itch again.
"No wonder, five dollars can buy you all kinds of fish, Chunsheng, you're really willing to spend money."
"When you have fish soup at home, don't forget to give me a spoonful. I'll trade you some tofu. Fish stewed with tofu is the most delicious."
He then laughed again and said, "Okay, I'll scoop you a big spoonful later. Look at how big the fish is. I'm afraid we've caught all the ancestors of the catfish in the river this time."
Wang Taozhi opened her eyelids, not wanting to expose his mistake. "Alright, stop showing off. The chicks I asked someone to give me last time are almost ready. They look like they can be raised. Go and bring them back later."
"I see. Look at this fish again..."
After leaving the yard, He Ruixue went to play with Jiang Yanxu. After dealing with Old Man Sun, she was in a good mood, but she had no one to share it with, so she couldn't help but think of this comrade in the same camp.
When I entered the room, Jiang Yanxu was half leaning on a low couch, wearing a simple coat, with his eyes closed, resting.
He Ruixue leaned in to admire his face, which was truly elegant and graceful. It was not as deep-cut as Western sculptures carved with axes and knives, but was quite in line with Eastern aesthetics, with an immortal air and majestic appearance. It would have been even more perfect if he had white hair.
Her distinct eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she sensed his gaze. Jiang Yanxu didn't open his eyes, but instead raised his rosy lips. "It's a rare weekend, why aren't you at home sleeping? Why are you looking for me?"
"Little Taoist priest, I came to congratulate you. I did something very pleasant these days."
He finally opened his eyelids, his gaze looking into a bottomless abyss. He stretched out his fingers and counted a few times. He held his forehead with his hand, feeling a headache. "It's indeed not a small matter, but you have achieved your goal. You won't suffer too much consequences for harming or even killing those related to Tianyun. You can do whatever you want from now on."
He Ruixue stared at his face intently, even her breathing slowed down. Thinking of Li Duoliang whom she saw this morning, she suddenly thought about how great the impact would be if these two stood together.
Taking a step forward, she grabbed the pigtail at the back of his head and played with it, "It's rare, why aren't you dwelling on your quiet and inaction ways today?"
"The Taoist scriptures are only for spiritual people. Lay people don't understand anything. It would be a waste of words to say more. I'd better save my energy."
He Ruixue sat down next to him, pushing him aside. Jiang Yanxu didn't mind and changed his posture to sit more upright.
From the window, you can see the faint green hills outside. Although the funeral home is deserted, it is indeed a good place to retreat. The wisps of incense float in the room, and when you sink into it, your heart will quickly calm down.
"Actually, thinking back on it, it's pretty meaningless. No matter how much I do, the people who were truly persecuted won't get any compensation. Perhaps they won't even see the day of their vengeance."
If there really is a parallel world, nothing she does can change the original trajectory. Her brother and sister-in-law in this world are living well. If she really lets them know everything, they might not understand her actions.
"If I don't make any changes, how can you know that your destiny line hasn't changed? But you better take it easy from now on. I won't be able to draw a third concealment talisman anytime soon."
"What happened?" He Ruixue was not that anxious, but was just worried that there was something wrong with his health.
"For those abandoned by heaven, everything they do is difficult. Living in seclusion is nothing more than a struggle to survive."
He laughed at himself and said, "I don't think I've ever told you about my past. Are you interested in listening?"
He Ruixue nodded of course.
Jiang Yanxu's life was indeed miserable, no less than that of the original owner's family.
He was born when the country was just beginning to settle down and bandits had not yet been completely wiped out. His mother was pregnant and was abducted to the mountains when she returned home to visit relatives. Her amniotic fluid broke halfway through the journey and she gave birth to him at the risk of her life, but died in childbirth.
He was carried away by a pack of wolves, but was rescued by kind villagers on the way and taken home. However, within half a year, the village was robbed. The family who adopted him thought that he was the one who attracted the robbers, and wanted to throw him into the lake out of anger, but they had only a trace of conscience left and let him sit in a wooden basin and float downstream.
On the way, a big fish overturned the wooden basin and the child was rescued by a woman who was washing clothes. Within half a year, the man in the woman's family died in a mountain flood. She didn't want her child to starve to death, so she simply sold him.
He was very smart since he was young, and he was almost born with memories. He remembered clearly the people and things he had experienced.
The person who bought him was certainly not a good person. He just thought he was good-looking and that wealthy families would like him, so he was provided with good food and drink for a few days. Later, the trafficker's house caught fire for unknown reasons, and he was the only one who escaped from the family. His throat was damaged by the smoke, and he could not speak for several years.
Others treated him as a mute. The kind ones gave him food to eat, while the mean ones beat and kicked him and drove him away.
He always had bad luck. Whenever he earned some money or had some food to eat, there was a high chance that it would be taken away by someone else. The place he finally found to live in would either be occupied by someone else or collapse within half a month.
Gradually, some people noticed his peculiarities and called him a "bad luck star." Whenever they were unhappy, they would take their anger out on him, throwing stones at him and forcing him to eat dirt...
"No wonder, no wonder you hate people who blame Miao girls."
Because their experiences are similar, his existence seems to carry original sin. Others don't care whether it is true or not, they just want a way to vent, and no matter how he defends himself, it is useless.
When he was six years old, Jiang Yanxu met his master and followed him to the mountains, where his life became better.
The master taught him how to read and write, how to draw talismans and set up formations, and how to suppress and dissipate the bad luck in his body. He loved him very much.
But the master was not very reliable. He did not do any work. He called it training a disciple and made a six-year-old child fetch water, cook, sweep the floor and clean since he was young.
He often went out for several days and forgot to prepare food, which resulted in him going hungry. So Jiang Yanxu learned how to set traps within two years. He relied on wild game and vegetables to supplement his nutrition and grew into the tall man he is today.
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