Yu Dong simply couldn't help but be tempted.
Since the Lin family adopted Lin Wanyue, their lives have become prosperous in less than a month.
We're all from the same village.
Normally you're poor but live a peaceful life, but now your family is suddenly living so well, how can people not be envious?
"Then it's settled. But you have to have a good talk with your brother-in-law. If our family doesn't get a share, that won't do!" Yu Dong nodded.
Zhang Cuihong immediately beamed and brought over the food: "Look at what you're saying! How could I not think about our son? Or our grandson? I don't ask for anything else, I just want our family to live a better life, don't I?"
"If we could live like the Lin family, enjoying a life of luxury... that wouldn't be bad," Yu Dong added.
Looking at the dark, charred stir-fried wild vegetables in front of me, and thinking about how the Lin family ate wild rabbits and tigers, these things became even more unpalatable.
"Of course! As long as we can support that little girl, she'll definitely eat fish and meat. I'll even make chicken soup for you every day!" Zhang Cuihong patted her chest and assured her.
She was a very efficient person and didn't have time to think about it. So the next day, she grabbed a small basket and ran back to her parents' home.
...
Now that the Lin family knows about the female ghost they're keeping, Little Pink Butterfly no longer needs to hide it.
Early in the morning, when Xuefu got up and went to the kitchen, she saw the axe in her yard raised high and then used it to scrape off a piece of skin while rubbing it against the firewood.
"Hahahaha..." Laifu laughed so hard he could barely breathe from the rooftop. "Are you chopping wood? Or are you taking off your clothes because you're worried the wood is too hot?"
The little pink butterfly was already struggling to grip the large axe with its delicate hands, and when it heard Laifu's mockery, it really wanted to just chop the axe down on its head.
"Laugh! Laugh! Laugh again and I'll skin you alive!" the little pink butterfly said menacingly.
Lai Fu wasn't afraid of her at all, and made a face: "Hehehe, ugly girl! You're not so ugly that you want me to keep you company, are you?"
"Go to hell!" Little Pink Butterfly grabbed the axe and hurled it at Laifu.
Xuefu: (°Д°)
She watched in horror.
Fortunately, the axe struck the wood again in the next instant.
This time, probably due to the influence of gravity, it struck the middle of the wood steadily, splitting it in two.
As Xuefu watched, she found it somewhat amusing. This female ghost probably hadn't done any heavy work before, which was why she was chopping so haphazardly.
She turned around and went back into the house first, took out three incense sticks, lit them and placed them not far from the pile of firewood.
These incense sticks were originally meant for my father-in-law to enjoy during festivals, but now that we've benefited from the female ghost, we should naturally make some offerings to her.
The axe was tossed aside, and the little pink butterfly squatted down next to the incense burner, sniffing hard.
Then he sneezed in disgust.
"When I was a wandering ghost, I always thought the incense offered by humans was delicious, but it's nothing compared to milk tea." Little Pink Butterfly pouted.
Then she resumed her great wood-chopping career.
“These cheap incense sticks are so dry, what good can they be? They’re just tasteless.” Lai Fu jumped down from the roof and said with a hint of pride, “Back then, I followed the Plague Demon Lord and managed to get a few days of prayers. That’s where the best spiritual energy is. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be alive today.”
"To live the life of a hapless person?" The little pink butterfly showed no longing whatsoever.
Laifu was so angry that he bared his teeth and brandished his claws, "Well, I've also eaten cream cakes."
Little Pink Butterfly knew immediately that this must have been given to him by Lin Wanyue. She swallowed hard, preparing to do more work later.
Then we can have milk tea and cream cakes today!
…
The weather these past few days hasn't been as dry as before; instead, it's been raining for several days, and even the river that had been dry for so long has been irrigated.
The river flowed gurglingly, and the wild grass and crops on both banks grew rapidly as if blown by the wind.
This delighted the villagers.
Looking at the rain, even though it soaked the blankets at home, everyone was all smiles.
In the sweltering summer, you won't freeze to death if you don't cover yourself with a blanket.
But with water in the fields, the crops could grow, and they wouldn't have to worry about starving. At the same time, some secret rumors began to circulate in the village.
The raindrops pounded on the ground, quickly turning the yard into a pot of yellow mud soup.
The woman sewing clothes under the eaves in the dim light of the daylight wiped the needle in her hair.
“When I went to my parents’ house yesterday, it was still dry there, and it hadn’t rained once… But here, it’s raining the most.” she said.
"Have you told your mother about the rain?" The man wearing straw sandals asked seriously as he turned to look at his wife.
"No!" The woman quickly shook her head: "How could I be stupid? If our crops grow well, we can share some with everyone so that my mother doesn't starve to death. But if we tell them that our village has water, who knows what they'll think?"
The man fell silent.
"I've been thinking something's strange about this. Why does the Dragon King only send rain to us? Why won't he send any to other places?" the woman continued to ramble on.
"What's so strange about that?" The man already had some guesses in his mind. "No other village has anyone as capable as the Lin family's little girl."
"That's what I think too. That little girl, she might really be a lucky star, just like Sister Liu said!" The woman's eyes lit up, and she became even more enthusiastic. "When Sister Liu mentioned it before, I didn't believe it, but now that I think about it, wasn't it the second day after that little girl came to our village that it started raining?"
The man's expression became even more serious; he was careless and couldn't remember such a specific time.
But after hearing what his wife said, it seemed to be true.
"Then you'd better keep your mouth shut and not spread everything around. If people from other villages find out, the village head will definitely make your life miserable," the man said, glaring at his wife.
The woman gave him an unpleasant look. "Alright, I'm not stupid. Do you need to give me all this advice? This is a big deal for the village. How could I say anything carelessly?"
"I'm glad you know." The man was still a little uneasy.
But this secret rumor continued to circulate in the village.
…
The sky cleared after the rain.
The adults and children in the village all got busy.
The adults naturally had to busy themselves with weeding in the fields. Weeds grow much faster than crops, and in just two or three days they have developed extensive root systems that entangle the crops.
If they are not removed in time, the limited fertility of the soil will affect the growth of crops and the yield of grain.
The children weren't idle either.
Since the wild grass has grown, the wild vegetables by the river, the mushrooms under the trees in the mountains, and the berries hiding under the leaves of the bushes have also sprouted up.
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