Chapter 38: Chapter 38 Lin Chunju’s Plan
Clearly, the strange occurrences in Daye Village had not yet spread to this area.
Therefore, upon hearing Lin Chunju’s request, not only was the Ma Jinbao family amused, but also the onlookers.
In this day and age, superstitions had been debunked, and no one believed that making an oath could come true, as many young men and women carelessly made promises when courting.
If oaths really could come true, there would be thunder strikes and lightning everyday.
However, for the sake of the child in Yue Xiaofang’s womb, although it was eerie, Ma Jinbao and his folks still raised their hands to swear.
“If we mistreat Yue Xiaofang again, let our entire family suffer, may we choke even when drinking water, and may thunder strike us dead!”
Yue Qingqing was surrounded by a weak flow of Spiritual Power, and the Heart-Seeking Curse had taken effect.
Under the Heavenly Dao, cultivators never dared to make oaths lightly, which is why the Heart-Seeking Curse was also known as the most useless spell.
Unexpectedly, in this world where Spiritual Energy was weak, it still had this use.
Yue Xiaofang saw her family off to the edge of the village, both apologetic and reluctant, “Mom, I’m sorry, I’ve let you down.”
Lin Chunju touched her daughter’s cheek, “Go back now, don’t catch a cold. No matter what, mom is always your support, you can come back anytime.”
After this ordeal, the Ma Jinbao family would probably never dare to stop Yue Xiaofang from returning to her parental home again.
The events of New Year’s Eve ended in a way nobody had anticipated.
Yue Xiaofang turned back and went to Ma Jinbao’s house, arriving at the door just as Li Zhaodi was putting on a smiling face to greet her.
“Xiaofang, you must be hungry. What would you like to eat? I’ll cook it for you.”
“Whatever you like,” Yue Xiaofang replied, not in the mood for conversation.
Li Zhaodi insisted eagerly, “How can this be? You must eat, or my precious grandson will be hungry.”
Ma Jinbao also coaxed in a low voice, “Wife, please eat a little…”
Yue Xiaofang ignored them and went into the bedroom to sit by the bed, her fingertips gently caressing her belly.
“Baby, mom will never be weak again, I need to live well for you,” she whispered.
Meanwhile, the Yue Family headed back along the same route.
Not far along the way, Ma Shulin caught up with them, his hands full of large and small packages, even pulling out money from his pocket to give to the Yue Family.
Lin Chunju naturally declined the money, accepting only a smoked fish.
“Village chief Ma, we’ll still need your help taking care of our Xiaofang in the future.”
“Don’t worry, I’m watching over her,” he responded.
After bidding farewell to Ma Shulin, the Yue Family slowly walked toward their home.
Though they had fiercely beaten the Ma Jinbao family, Yue Jiannan still felt stifled.
“Ah, what was sister thinking? Isn’t giving birth at home the same?”
Lin Chunju instinctively raised her hand as if to hit him, but slowly put it down again.
“Everyone’s thoughts differ, and in this world, living as a woman is even harder; the spit of others can drown a person.”
Yue Qingqing leaned into her mother’s embrace, turning her head toward Jinshan Village.
Some things might also be destined by heaven.
The matter with Yue Xiaofang wasn’t over yet.
After the day’s unrest, it was evening by the time they returned home.
Wang Xiaoni, holding her child, waited in the outer room and immediately approached as people entered.
“Mom, why didn’t Xiaofang come back with you? Didn’t you agree she would get a divorce?”
Lin Chunju sighed, waving her hand dismissively.
Zhang Ying quietly explained the previous events and aftermath.
Wang Xiaoni remained silent, being a mother herself, she could understand Yue Xiaofang’s thoughts.
“Let’s eat first, I have something to discuss after dinner,” Lin Chunju said in an unusually solemn tone, making everyone uneasy during the meal.
After tidying up the dishes, everyone sat at the table.
Lin Chunju let out a deep breath, “The Yue Family is still too poor.”
This statement had been silently acknowledged many times in their hearts. If the Yue Family weren’t so poor, would the people in the village look down on them? Would Yue Xiaofang have married into another village only to be bullied?
“But poverty shouldn’t lead to low aspirations; with so many mouths to feed, we need to find a way to make money,” Lin Chunju said, tapping her finger lightly yet firmly on the table.
“Didn’t we make some money from selling ginseng before? I plan to use that money to lease a plot of land in the village. What do you all think?”