[The undying old-timer X the frail, sickly boy]
In her previous life, Yu Budu had only one purpose: revenge.
Go to Shangjing, find He Mingjue, and wipe out the entire He family.
At last, once her revenge was complete, she wielded a bare sword and personally slaughtered all 371 members of the He family in Shangjing. She didn't spare even a single dog.
At the final moment, grievously wounded and collapsed on the ground, Yu Budu thought that this time she was surely going to die, but at least she would die with her purpose fulfilled.
The old monk Liao Wu had once told her that hatred had sunk deep into the heart of her life, and the moment it was pulled out, she would die.
Yu Budu wholeheartedly agreed.
Once she had her revenge, even if she didn't die of her wounds, she would never be able to go on living.
But to her surprise, Heaven insisted on giving her another chance.
When she opened her eyes again, forty years had passed. She had barely managed to crawl out of her coffin, her mouth full of dirt, only to run into an insistent little kid who wouldn't leave her alone.
The child followed behind her, calling her "big sister" in a soft, sweet voice, looking pitiful, dirty, and bedraggled.
Yu Budu had lived for sixteen years without ever dealing with a situation like this. She tossed the child half a steamed bun and left her to fend for herself.
She built a little hut, picked up a broken sword, and raised the child by reading fortunes and helping people exorcise ghosts.
Yu Budu thought this life wasn't bad.
Exorcising ghosts was easy, and raising a child was even easier. Give her a bit of steamed bun and water, and she'd grow up on her own. But no matter how much Yu Budu had anticipated, she never expected that years later, once the child had grown up, she would bring home another, much bigger child.
Li Jinsheng, the big kid, could choke on food and splutter on water.
He coughed every few steps, his body as frail as paper, plagued by illness.
Clothes couldn't be made of fabric that was too soft or too rough.
Medicine couldn't be too hot or too cold.
Yu Budu thought Zhi Xiaoyin had picked up a huge nuisance, and she hated anything complicated, including nuisances.
But the foolish little brat Zhi Xiaoyin was utterly fascinated by Li Jinsheng's clumsy tricks for entertaining children.
After three hundred rounds of battle between old and young, the little girl fell on her bottom and burst into tears. Yu Budu had no choice but to think for the first time about how to resolve a problem without resorting to violence.
So that night, after much deliberation, she quietly knocked on the door of the culprit's room.
"My house is going to have an earthquake tomorrow."
"..."
"So you'd better leave tonight."
"..."
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.The blurb was screenshotted on April 25, 2024.
Theme: A moon over half a stream, a cool breeze for a pillow.
