Luckily, when Little Huang Ying asked me to lead the way, it wasn’t an infant corpse I encountered. Counting the days, my seventh day after death should be just about now.
"Hehe, luckily that day, Grandmaster and I were looking forward to having a good meal at the main family’s place after finishing work, so we intentionally skipped lunch to go there. If there had been food in my stomach, I wouldn’t have been made such a mess by that corpse."
"This time, I’ve got to make sure to eat my fill before going."
"Of course, I love Grandmaster’s House, every time I come here, I can eat my fill, and it’s always good!"
"Was that infant corpse eventually fished out?"
"For sure it was. It was really cunning, seeing that it couldn’t kill me, it tried to hide in the weeds. I just pulled it out following the underwater plants.
When it saw it couldn’t hide there anymore, it tried to burrow under the riverbed, so I dug it out like digging up a sweet potato. You know, its bloated and whitened figure, all swollen from being in the water, it really looked like a boiled, peeled sweet potato.
All it lacked was a bowl of soy sauce and a sprinkle of minced garlic."
Li Zhiyuan noticed that when Run Sheng spoke to this point, he licked his lips.
As for other things, Li Zhiyuan didn’t want to think too much and could only assume that he was really hungry at the time.
"Marquis Runsheng, Marquis Runsheng!" Mr. Shan’s shout came from downstairs, "Come down and make the bed for Grandmaster, he wants to take a nap before lunch."
"Coming, Grandmaster."
Run Sheng got up and ran downstairs.
Qin Li took the initiative to flip through the book on the wooden stool.
Li Zhiyuan understood her intention; she wanted to read books with him, not wanting to be disturbed.
"Brother Runsheng is a guest, and tomorrow Grandmaster and the others will still be counting on Brother Runsheng."
Thinking of the combination going to the Niu family’s death anniversary tomorrow, one wounded, one too old to walk, one blind...
Run Sheng was the only one they could count on.
Qin Li lifted her head and looked at Li Zhiyuan, her gaze slightly dim.
She seemed to be expressing her grievances.
Li Zhiyuan pinched her hand: "Alright, be good, let’s continue reading."
But after Run Sheng went down to make the bed, he never came back up.
At lunchtime, Li Zhiyuan took Qin Li downstairs and saw Grandmaster and Mr. Shan sleeping on the bed made from the round table on the first floor. They also got up to eat lunch.
The amount of breakfast was indeed only breakfast, and lunch was meticulously prepared by Aunt Liu, almost like a small feast.
The grandfather and grandson ate till their bellies were round, then laid back down on the round table bed for a nap, which lasted all the way until dinner time. After dinner, they went straight to sleep for the night, their snoring thunderous.
One couldn’t help but suspect that they had a special method to store up energy in advance for tomorrow’s use.
Li Zhiyuan got to read books just like yesterday, with even higher efficiency today, reaching volume twenty-four.
Because of the foundation and accumulation from before, the subsequent corpses only required remembering their names and traits.
Li Zhiyuan felt that with one more full day, he could finish "Jianghu Chronicles" and was very much looking forward to the next set.
It was slightly strange that Sister Yingzi hadn’t come today, and Li Sanjiang muttered about it, but with matters to attend to tomorrow, he could only wait till after tomorrow’s events to discuss it with Marquis Han.
This night, there were no dreams again.
In the morning, Li Zhiyuan purposely woke up earlier than the day before, and lying in bed, he felt that he started to miss the refreshed feeling after waking from a dream.
Sitting up from the bed, Li Zhiyuan was startled, then noticed Qin Li sitting on the chair in his bedroom.
The girl seemed to realize that she had frightened him, she stood up and lowered her head.
One could feel her anxiety and unrest.
Li Zhiyuan got off the bed and walked towards her, taking her hand: "It’s nice, waking up and seeing you first thing."
The girl lifted her head, her eyes brightened.
Today, she was wearing a white cheongsam with a flower hairpin on her head, looking very elegant and noble, and a scent of orchids wafted from her.
Li Zhiyuan washed up, then played three games of chess with her, happily losing all three.
When they came down for breakfast, Aunt Liu pointed to the double wooden stools: "Xiao Yuan, you and Alii sit here."
Li Zhiyuan saw another table set up next to it, early in the morning it was filled with wine and meat, with incense thoughtfully inserted ahead of time for Run Sheng.
The incense was burning;
It looked like a table prepared for a sacrificial offering.
Liu Jinxia, brought in by Li Juxiang on a tricycle, seeing Li Sanjiang all bandaged up, was almost frightened into tears, pointing at him and shouting:
"Li Sanjiang, you old beast, you’re not human, you’re not human!"
Liu Jinxia cried and made a scene for a long time, but in the end, she was unwilling to give up and instead convinced her daughter to go back first.
Li Zhiyuan and Qin Li started eating breakfast at their own spot.
After a while, Li Sanjiang called Mr. Shan, Run Sheng, and Liu Jinxia to eat:
"Come on, everyone’s here, let’s worship at the table!"