The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

This woman was so malicious that she stabbed her own son in the stomach just because of a rumor.

But thinking of her own birth mother from the Han Family, she suddenly didn’t find it strange anymore.

Not all mothers love their children. Compared to their self-interest, what are children? If one is gone, there will be another.

Mister Zhu’s beard trembled with anger at his concubine, ordering her to be tied up and brought to the child’s bedside.

After Master Zhou asked her where the needle was, he gently probed the child’s abdomen.

Finally, he found the spot and took out a piece of magnetite, moving it slightly over the child’s belly.

Yingbao saw a slight bulge appear on the child’s belly under the attraction of the magnetite.

Master Zhou said to Mister Zhu, “Go ask a plague doctor from the pharmacy to come and remove the needle.”

Mister Zhu did not hesitate and immediately went to fetch the plague doctor.

Subsequently, Yingbao and her senior brothers packed up their things. While her master was not paying attention, she secretly asked, “How did Master know it was that concubine?”

Her eldest senior brother didn’t say anything, while her second senior brother, Zhang Min, said, “Ask Master yourself.”

Yingbao:

She really wanted to beat up her second senior brother.

Soon the plague doctor was called in, Yingbao and her senior brothers withdrew, leaving the space for the two doctors.

The doctors were very quick, and in no time, the needle was removed.

A half finger-length needle had become rusty. Fortunately, it did not penetrate any other organ, otherwise, the child would be done for.

Yingbao thought for a moment, took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Mister Zhu, “This is a Divine Medicine granted by the gods, um, granted to me. If you want your son to recover quickly, I’ll resell it to you for twenty taels of silver.”

Zhou Wuchang glanced at his apprentice without saying a word.

Mister Zhu did not doubt the little shaman’s words at all, he immediately took out twenty taels of silver and gave them to Yingbao, and bought the porcelain bottle.

On the way back, Yingbao kept ten taels for herself and gave the other ten to her master.

Master Zhou didn’t speak, only motioning for her eldest senior brother to accept it.

Seeing her master accept the silver, Yingbao heaved a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that her master would think she was reckless and then scold her.

The group of master and disciples walked back to the medical office, a trip of more than ten miles.

Because Onmyoji not only abstain from meat and alcohol, but also from using vehicles such as carriages and donkeys.

Yingbao didn’t feel anything. Whenever she was tired, she would take a sip from the bamboo tube at her waist and instantly regain her strength.

But her senior brothers weren’t so lucky. Not only did they have to walk, but they also had to carry many tools.

All of her master’s tools were carried by the two of them, and it was not light with all the bottles and pots.

While all the master had to carry was a Peach Wood Sword, he strolled along, swinging his feather fan, looking carefree and unrestrained.

Yingbao hopped along behind her master, urging the increasingly slower senior brothers to hurry up from time to time.

Zhang Min clenched his teeth, sweating profusely, glared at his junior sister, but made no sound, blaming the little ungrateful girl silently, despite him helping her get food and fetch water every day, she still found joy in their misfortune.

Though the eldest senior brother was also tired, his face was resolute, and he quickly caught up.

When they returned to the medical office, it was already pitch dark.

Yingbao went back to her own room, lying directly on the bed and refusing to move.

No wonder the second senior brother did not like to accompany the master out. It turns out they had to measure every journey with their feet.

Even though she had drunk the energy juice, her feet still couldn’t stand it and became blistered.

After resting for a while, Yingbao took out some Pupil Spring to clean up, soaking her feet and applying a medicinal paste mixed with five tripod fungi and Cirsium juice to her blisters.

Then she poured the water on the two grapevines under the rear window.

She had planted these two grapevines last time, which were now growing well and estimated to bear flowers and fruits by next year.

In the evening, Yingbao harvested all the golden and Xue’er mushrooms in her cave dwelling, and laid them out on a bamboo plate for drying.

These mushrooms didn’t need to be replanted as they had no offshoots. The mushroom heads had grown bigger, each one was as big as two of the previous ones.

Luckily, the mushrooms wouldn’t spoil in the cave dwelling, otherwise, it would have been hard to dry them thoroughly.

She then picked some ripe lychees, longans, papayas, apples, loquats, etc., planning to take them back to the shop after bathing.

Oh, also, she should give some to Wu Daozi and old man Wu for tasting. When her parents came, they could bring some back too.

Yingbao gathered several baskets in one go, and also ate some on the spot.

The ripe grapes were juicy and delicious. After eating a big bowl full, she finally stopped.

The next day, arriving first for the morning class, Yingbao placed a basket of fruits beside her and took out a Peach Wood Sword to practice the Yu Step.

Suddenly remembering the Sword Dance she saw in her previous life, she couldn’t help but imitate it.

Chop! Hack! Slash! Cut! Swing! All in one go without a hitch.

“Good!” Zhang Min, who had arrived at some unknown point, applauded. “Where did junior sister learn this Demon Slaying Technique from? It looks really good.”

Yingbao continued to swing her Peach Wood Sword, her expression unchanging, “I created it.”

Zhang Min laughed a few times, and also pulled out his Peach Wood Sword to learn.

Master Zhou strolled over, stood and watched for a long time, and nodded, “Not bad, you can also integrate the previous sword techniques with it.”

“Yes!” Yingbao clasped her fist in reply.

After practicing their swordsmanship, the senior and junior brothers and sisters returned to their classroom to study.

Zhang Min was the first to find the fruit basket and couldn’t help exclaiming, “Where did these fruits come from?”

Yingbao: “They were delivered by a peddler this morning.”

“Which peddler?” Zhang Min picked a grape and popped it into his mouth, exclaiming, “Delicious, junior sister, make the peddler send more next time.”

Master Zhou also noticed, but sitting at the head of the table, he didn’t say a word.

Perceiving the situation, Yingbao promptly passed the fruit basket to her master, stating, “Master, these are for you from your student.”

Master Zhou was vegetarian and loved fruits especially. Seeing this basket of fresh fruits, he was genuinely surprised, but his composure didn’t give anything away.

However, Yingbao noticed that her master was eating the grapes at a rapid pace, soon finishing two big bunches.

Then he kept looking into the fruit basket as if he still was not satisfied, saying, “Not bad, disciple, buy more back tomorrow, and get the money from your senior brother.”

“Okay,” Yingbao agreed in one breath.

It’s just grapes; she had plenty in her dwelling. If she didn’t pick them up, they would fall on the ground.

Turning her head, she saw her second senior brother staring at her with a disgruntled look.

Blinking her eyes, Yingbao whispered, “I have more back at my place, I’ll bring some for you after breakfast…”

Catching a glimpse of her eldest senior brother silently watching her, she quickly added, “You and eldest senior brother each have a share.”

Only then did the eldest senior brother turn his head, picking up a Forbidden Curse to read.

Zhang Min was the one who fetched breakfast: a plate of pickles, a few steamed buns, and a pot of rice porridge.

After breakfast, when the second senior brother went to wash the dishes, Yingbao swiftly ran to her bedroom and fetched a big basket of grapes, longans, and loquats.

Fearing that the distribution might be uneven, she kindly divided them into two portions, one for her eldest senior brother and the other for the second senior brother.

As for the master, well, she sent two more bunches of grapes to him and took the empty bamboo basket back in passing.