jdhmnovel Chapter 322 What to ask for
Chapter 322 What to ask for
The status of this branch in the entire Qinghe Cui family is naturally needless to say. In addition, there is only one legitimate wife. If the family's plans can be accomplished, the Wang family will be stable for at least several years.
Wang Mingqian couldn't remember what the man looked like, but he knew very well that this marriage would benefit him. He had to be polite to Cui Yi recently to avoid offending him, otherwise this guy would turn around and do bad things to him, ruining his marriage.
After all, I still have some friendship with Cui Bianxu. If this doesn't work, it would be even more difficult if it were the Cui family of Boling.
At the crowded Daxingshan Temple, a group of people's carriages and horses followed the young monk who was leading the way to the parking lot.
Yanxia and Jiang Shangxian quickly lowered all the raised curtains. Even though the Daxingshan Temple was so popular that the curling white smoke above the temple could be seen from a long distance away, it could not withstand so many ox carts, horse carts, donkey carts, and mule carts flocking to this place.
There is an old saying that holding your urine can make you sick, and holding your feces can kill you. It is difficult for people to hold their urine when they are in a hurry, let alone these livestock?
Even Daxingshan Temple, the most prestigious and well-staffed temple in Chang'an, could not withstand so many people and livestock. The young monks in charge of shoveling excrement were almost suffocated and lost their sense of smell. They truly felt what it meant to be empty of the four elements.
The calmest person in the group was Yingzi. Seeing so much cow dung, the little girl couldn't help but cast an envious look at the three people who were quickly searching for their veils in the car. She said eagerly, "There's so much cow dung! If we dried it, we could burn it for several days!"
"What!" Li Xueyan was shocked: "What are you going to burn?"
As a daughter of the wealthy Li Tang royal family, she had never put the words "cow dung" and "burn" together before. She couldn't help but think of something wrong and leaned back honestly: "You eat cow dung?"
It was as if she would never see this person again if Yingzi dared to nod.
"Burn it dry and use it as firewood. It's much easier than going up the mountain to chop wood. Spread it on the ground when the sun is good, and it will dry in two days. If there is too much, you can paste it on the wall and it will dry slowly by accumulating it. You see, horse manure is not as resistant to burning as cow manure." Yingzi regretted that she had never collected horse manure before.
After arriving at the Jiang family and discovering Xiongba's presence, she picked up several piles of Xiongba's fresh horse manure and dried them. After drying, she tried it and found that it burned too quickly. If Xiongba were the only one horse to contribute to the feces production, she would probably have to work hard to defecate thirty or forty times a day and it would still not be enough.
Jiang Shangxian felt that he couldn't bear it either. This was the disadvantage of having a sensitive nose, especially when faced with bad smells.
She would rather work hard to earn money to buy firewood than to collect animal feces and dry them in the yard: "Yingzi! Ugh~ Shut up! Yue~"
"Oh!" Yingzi raised her little hand and pressed her upper and lower lips together, like a duck's mouth, but her eyes were still staring at the cows that were shitting. They could even be burned. How much cow dung would there be in a day?
How can life be smelly or not?
Zhao Shan, who was standing outside, felt uncomfortable too. Fortunately, men are naturally more resistant to odor than women - for example, 99% of men don't think they have smelly feet.
The group finally reached the main entrance with their faces covered and their bags full of things in their hands. They were all sweating, especially under their armpits and backs. Jiang Shangxian felt that his lips were a little tense and the back half of his tongue was dry. He picked up the bamboo tube slung across his body, opened the lid and drank several mouthfuls.
What was filled in here was milk tea, pure milk tea, with a lot of crushed ice added. The bamboo tube did not keep the water warm, so it had already turned into water by now, diluting the rich taste of the milk tea a lot. Fortunately, the remaining coolness still remained.
In particular, she cleverly added the herb Houttuynia cordata. As soon as she took the drink, a cool feeling rushed straight to the top of her head, and she felt as if everything from her head to her rectum was opened up, which had a quite enlightening effect.
The autumn heat is the most vicious, especially in a crowded environment like this. Everyone, already thirsty, was licking their lips non-stop because of her teasing. However, everyone was holding so many things that Zhao Shan couldn't help but ask, "Li Wuniang, what exactly do you want that requires so many things?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xueyan's face, which was already red due to the heat, turned even redder. She glanced at him with amorous eyes and spat in a low voice: "What do you care what I beg for?!" Then she twisted her waist, holding the things in her hands and led the way inside.
Xiao Jiang, now feeling refreshed after his thirst was resolved, glanced at Zhao Shan, who seemed clueless. Unable to tell if he was pretending to be stupid or genuinely foolish, he said pointedly, "What can you pray for? Of course, it's for a marriage."
As she spoke, she secretly observed Zhao Shan's expression and tried to grab his pigtail.
Unexpectedly, the guy rolled his eyes when he heard this: "What kind of marriage requires such a big fuss?"
He lifted the thing in his hand and whispered, "Could it be that she is going to be the imperial concubine?"
What a bastard!
Jiang Shangxian was so angry that he fell backwards. He strode forward and deliberately bumped into him when passing by him. Seeing his flustered look, he felt that the anger in his heart was a little relieved.
What about imperial concubines and queens? Bah, bah, bah, children’s words are careless!
Xiao Jiang does not participate in praying to gods and Buddhas. Even if there are gods and Buddhas in this world, there are countless believers in the world. If there is no devout faith in one's heart, what is the point of pretending to worship them?
What kind of gods and Buddhas are so blind that they don’t give the benefits to SVIP and instead give her to someone like her who is just there to make up the numbers?
Therefore, she only helped Li Xueyan move the things, and then took Yingzi to stroll around the temple. After all, it was a royal temple, and people could not enter on weekdays.
Yingzi didn't believe in Buddhism either. Of course, there were people who believed in Buddhism and Taoism in their rural area, but she once stole the offerings from the God of Land when she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it anymore.
"I swore to the God of Land at that time that as long as he gave me the bun to eat, I would believe in him wholeheartedly from then on." When the young Yingzi talked about this, he couldn't help but feel grateful and pious.
Although he felt that even if the Earth God disagreed, he couldn't stop the starving people from eating the offerings, Jiang Shangxian still encouraged him seriously: "The Earth God is really a good god. He has always been watching over you. Look, you will never go hungry again."
Regardless of whether one has faith or not, as long as one does not affect others or force others, one is worthy of respect. Only those who have faith in their hearts will act with caution.
"What you said is true. Ever since I met you and my brother-in-law, I feel that the hardships I went through before were not bitter at all. I heard people say that the happiness a person can enjoy in this life is limited. If you enjoy it too early, you will have it all in the future. I didn't enjoy it before, so I saved it for now."
Although Yingzi is young, she is not a fool. Although she was sold, she can still learn to read and write and practice martial arts, which was something she would never dare to dream of in the past.