The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 808 - 786 Consolation

Chapter 808: Chapter 786 Consolation

That naturally meant it could only be someone from their village, or at most someone from the neighboring Dali Village might be buried here, but it was unlikely that the villagers didn’t know, especially since the grave was so close to their family cemetery, not far from the end of the village.

Usually, the villagers knew everything clear as day, from who passed away in White Horse Pass town to whose cow gave birth to twin calves—how could it be that someone was buried at the edge of their village without them knowing whose grave it was?

And to have the whole village in the dark about it?

The two looked at each other, a new speculation adding to their unease, but this speculation was downright chilling.

The two exchanged looks in silence for a long time, unable to find the words.

Suddenly, a head poked over next to Bai Shan, catching both men already in shock and startling them so much that Manbao lurched backward and fell straight off the chair...

Bai Shan himself jumped in fright, his head shot up and collided with the window. He staggered from the pain, went "thud" as he bumped heads again with the intruding cranium, and then plopped down on the ground, sitting.

Bai Erlang, nursing his aching head, was not amused, "What are you guys doing?"

Bai Shan hissed in pain and retorted angrily, "What are you doing?"

"If you’re going to talk, why can’t you stand in the courtyard or sit back inside the house to do it? Do you really need one inside and one outside the window?" Bai Erlang complained, "I just came over to take a look. Are you hiding something shameful from me?"

Otherwise, why would they be so frightened upon seeing him?

No sooner had his words fallen than Manbao scrambled up from the ground, snatched a book from the table, and swung it hard out of the window at him.

Just as she was about to strike a second time, Bai Erlang hopped back to dodge. Manbao put down the book and chased after him out of the house, with Bai Shan getting up from the ground...

The yard suddenly burst into life, with Manbao and Bai Shan chasing after Bai Erlang, who was howling and running about wildly. Realizing he couldn’t escape, he eventually darted into the study and hid behind Mr. Zhuang.

Although Mr. Zhuang rarely left his study, little happened at home that could escape his notice. He glanced back at Bai Erlang, shook his head, then tapped his head and said, "Alright, out you go."

Bai Erlang strutted out of the study, smugly raising an eyebrow at the two.

Bai Shan glared at him but indeed did not hit him again.

Only then did Bai Erlang approach them to speak properly, "What were you talking about just now? I called out to you when I came in but got no response. I got all the way here and you still didn’t notice."

Could Bai Shan tell him?

Of course not, telling him would be like telling the whole world.

So Bai Shan said, "We were talking about the I Ching, want to listen?"

Bai Erlang turned and left.

Bai Shan snorted, now his turn to feel smug.

Manbao temporarily freed herself from her sorrow and shock, but still spent half the night thinking before she could fall asleep.

But Zhou Silang on the opposite side had it worse; he hardly slept all night, tossing and turning with an agony burning inside him like fire. By the crack of dawn, he shed two sorrowful tears, feeling it was all too difficult.

It was like a dead end, with every path seemingly the wrong one.

He felt that this was too difficult; he simply couldn’t make up his mind. He had to go home and consult with his father, mother, and eldest brother.

So, Zhou Silang felt that he had hardly closed his eyes for a moment when there were noises outside, and everyone began to get up one after another.

Zhou Silang could only crawl out of bed and, while washing his face with water in the yard, said to Manbao, "Manbao, I need to go home today. You must behave yourself here in Yizhou City and not cause any trouble."

Manbao, holding the water basin, turned around and glanced at her Fourth Brother. "Don’t you go home every now and then? Why are you making a special mention of it now? I haven’t caused any trouble before."

Zhou Silang patted his head; he always felt that Manbao’s gaze made him somewhat guilty. He cleared his throat and covered up, saying, "Isn’t it because I’m worried about you? All right, I know you’re good. Lijun is staying here; if you have any problems, ask her. I’m going to pack my things."

Manbao wasn’t in a hurry to go to the pharmacy. After eating breakfast at home and watching Bai Shan and Bai Erlang leave for school, she squatted at the door to watch Zhou Silang walk away. Only then did she stand up, pat her bottom, and head to the pharmacy.

However, Mr. Zhuang suddenly called to her, "Wait for a moment, I was just getting ready to head out too. Let’s walk together."

It had been a long time since master and apprentice walked quietly together on the street. Mr. Zhuang accompanied Manbao to the pharmacy, strolling leisurely, and the somewhat anxious Manbao also began to settle down after walking for over fifteen minutes, quietly following by Mr. Zhuang’s side.

Mr. Zhuang saw this and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

Early in the morning, the streets were already busy with people. Parents led their children out to buy flatbread, yet the children lingered, gazing at the steamed buns in the neighboring shop, reluctant to leave.

The parents, although having scolded a little, hesitated, and then gave in, buying the buns for their child.

Mr. Zhuang stopped in his tracks and gestured for Manbao to watch.

Manbao was confused.

Mr. Zhuang then said, "Manbao, in my opinion, your parents’ affection for you is not less than that of these parents for their child. Some matters should not be examined too deeply; what’s important is the sincerity of our hearts toward each other."

Manbao listened, bewildered, and then with widened eyes, she asked, "Teacher, do you know?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "I do not know."

Manbao, anxious, said, "If you do not know, then why do you say such things?"

"Because a teacher has eyes, and also this," Mr. Zhuang pointed at his own head, then gently tapped Manbao’s head and said, "In this world, one must not only see with their eyes but also with their heart and mind. Do not be quick to draw conclusions, no matter what situation you encounter."

Manbao then asked, "Then what do you think, could my dad be a bad person?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled, shaking his head, and said, "Your father lacks both the courage and capability to be such a person."

Being a bad person is not so easy; Zhou Jin was at most a stingy ordinary man.

Manbao breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "I also do not think my dad is a bad person... But what is County Magistrate Tang investigating?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed and said, "Manbao, although as your teacher, I hope you children would be more sensible, you are just twelve or thirteen years old, still children. You should simply observe the matters of adults, not get involved too much."

Manbao opened her mouth, thinking to herself: How could I not be involved? That is my father... No, possibly not my real father, but still my father.

Manbao pouted.

Mr. Zhuang didn’t insist, knowing that things in this world couldn’t always be as he wished. He was aware that Manbao was unlikely to take this piece of advice, but he still had to counsel her.

Mr. Zhuang walked Manbao to the entrance of the pharmacy and said, "No matter how bothersome life gets, you still need to study. Go inside, do not waste your time. If there are fewer patients, then practice your writing; your script is beginning to lag behind Bai Shan’s."

Manbao immediately perked up and earnestly replied, "Don’t worry, Teacher, I will work hard."

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