Chapter 62: 60. A Late-Night Visit (2/5)

60. A Late-Night Visit (2/5)

Deacon Tang led two beauties and a group of rent-delinquent residents toward the Logistics Department of the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

As they were about to leave Green Willow Alley, Mo Lifang, who was being held in his arms, said:

"Husband, I suddenly remembered that I left a bag of Spirit Stones hidden at home. Could you wait for me here for a moment and let me go back to retrieve them?"

"Go and return quickly."

Deacon Tang waved his hand to let her go, and once he finished speaking, he began kissing the low-level female cultivator in his arms incessantly.

He felt a great sense of novelty with this female cultivator right now; he felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't kiss her for a while.

Mo Lifang glanced at Deacon Tang's lecherous appearance and felt increasingly disgusted, but for the sake of survival, she could only endure the humiliation.

She stopped looking at this nauseating scene, turned around, and walked toward her home, rushing back to see her son.

"Fang'er, wait a moment."

Deacon Tang suddenly called out to her.

Mo Lifang stopped at the sound, a sweet smile appearing on her face as she said, "Husband, is something the matter?"

"It's nothing much, I just wanted to ask, are the three wives and concubines in Alchemist Chen's home truly as beautiful as you just said?"

"Very beautiful. At least in terms of appearance, I don't even measure up to one-tenth of them—no, not even half a tenth."

In order to pique Deacon Tang's interest in the wives and concubines of Chen An's household, Mo Lifang did not hesitate to disparage her own looks.

Deacon Tang still didn't believe it: "Fang'er, you are already beautiful enough; how could anyone be so beautiful that you feel you don't even measure up to half a tenth?"

Mo Lifang smiled: "Husband, have you heard of that famous 'High-Ridge Flower' in Green Willow Alley?"

"You mean that female cultivator named Wen Zhiyun, right? I've heard of her for a long time and have even met her once. She is beautiful, but it's a pity she's an older spinster; she hasn't been married, so I have absolutely no interest in her."

"Husband, you might not believe it, but that former High-Ridge Flower has now become a concubine in that Alchemist Chen's home."

"What?!"

Deacon Tang's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The reason this Wen Zhiyun was called the High-Ridge Flower was precisely because no one had been able to win her over.

Whether it was a Foundation Establishment expert or a Second-tier Alchemist, all had been turned away by her.

And now, this High-Ridge Flower had become the concubine of a First-tier Alchemist?

What kind of joke was this!

"Fang'er, is this true?"

Deacon Tang was so excited his face turned red; he loved this sort of thing, and now that Wen Zhiyun had become a married woman, it had completely piqued his interest.

Mo Lifang smiled faintly: "If Husband doesn't believe it, just ask them and you'll know."

Upon hearing this, Deacon Tang immediately looked at the Green Willow Alley residents on the side and asked: "Tell me, is what Fang'er said true or false?"

"Deacon Tang, it is true."

"It is indeed true. The reason that Wen Zhiyun became a concubine in Alchemist Chen's home is said to be because she saw that Alchemist Chen was handsome."

"I don't know how much good fortune that Alchemist Chen accumulated in his past life. It's one thing to take Fellow Daoist Wen as a concubine, but the appearances of the other two wives and concubines in his home are actually not inferior to Fellow Daoist Wen at all. It truly makes others green with envy."

Among these twenty-some rent-delinquent residents, many had been jealous of Chen An for a long time.

Now that there was a chance to see Chen An suffer, they were all fanning the flames as much as possible, wishing for this Deacon Tang to go and target Chen An's family.

People are such devilish beings; they cannot bear to see others doing well and enjoy building their happiness upon the suffering of others, especially the suffering of a happy family.

Seeing that everyone said so, Deacon Tang could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and couldn't help but exclaim:

"This Alchemist Chen really stepped in dog shit luck!"

"Just a lowly First-tier Alchemist, yet he can simultaneously possess three such devastatingly beautiful wives!"

"But it doesn't matter, they will soon be mine!"

Deacon Tang's eyes were filled with excitement.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Mo Lifang felt a wave of pleasure in her heart, and then she said to Deacon Tang:

"Husband, if there's nothing else, I'll go home to retrieve the Spirit Stones and will be back very soon."

"Go, go."

Deacon Tang waved his hand, letting her go quickly so as not to dawdle and waste more time.

Mo Lifang walked quickly and returned home before long.

As soon as she entered the house, her three-year-old son came running over crying, threw himself onto her legs, held one of her legs tightly, and looked up, sobbing:

"Mom, where were you just now?"

"I thought you didn't want Dabao anymore."

"Sob, sob, sob..."

"Mom didn't abandon Dabao; Mom just went out to buy some candy for Dabao."

As Mo Lifang said this, she took out a piece of malt candy she had bought on the way back and smiled as she placed it in front of her son.

As soon as the son saw the candy, he immediately stopped crying.

"Come, Dabao, eat the candy."

Mo Lifang broke off a small piece of candy and handed it to her son's mouth.

The son was very sensible; he pushed the candy back and said with a hint of a sob:

"Mom, you eat first."

"Dabao is so good; let's eat together."

Mo Lifang broke off another small piece of candy and smiled as she and her son ate it at the same time.

Afterward, she said to her son in a soft voice:

"Dabao, Mom has something to do later and will be leaving for a while. It might be a long time before I can come back. How about I take you to stay at the home of an uncle and aunt I know first?"

"Dabao doesn't want Mother to leave!"

"Dabao, if you don't listen, Mother won't want you anymore from now on!"

"Mother, please don't abandon Dabao, Dabao will listen!"

"Dabao is such a good boy."

After soothing her son, Mo Lifang took him to visit their neighbors house by house to see if anyone was willing to take him in.

However, after a round of visits, absolutely no one was willing to take him in.

In the current environment, the residents of Green Willow Alley were all looking out for themselves, and many were already overwhelmed, so where would they find the spare time to adopt a child?

Some of the more ruthless male cultivators even wanted to drive away all their wives and concubines so that they could be full themselves and not worry about the rest of the family.

After taking her son for another round of visits and seeing that no one was willing to take him in, Mo Lifang gave up.

She looked at her young son beside her, struggled in her heart, and finally hardened her heart and said:

"Dabao, how about Mother takes you to the river to catch fish for fun?"

"Okay, Dabao wants to catch lots of fish for Mother to eat!"

"Dabao is such a good boy, let's go, follow Mother to the river."

On the other side, inside the house.

Chen An had just returned from outside and immediately went into the kitchen to personally cook a sumptuous breakfast.

He made seven or eight styles of breakfast.

They were all things his wives, concubines, and daughter loved to eat.

Seeing that the time was about right, Chen An went to the rooms to wake up his three wives and concubines and his daughter, telling them to hurry up and wash up to come out for breakfast.

To avoid the breakfast getting cold and unappetizing after sitting for too long.

Soon.

The family of five sat together eating breakfast.

"Mm, Husband, these deep-fried dough sticks are so fragrant and crispy, how exactly are they fried? Husband, will you teach Ying later?"

"This soy milk is also delicious, so sweet."

"Yue, you usually love drinking soy milk, why not drink a bit more?"

Song Huaying teased Gu Xinyue with a smile on her face.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinyue's entire pretty face turned red, and she chose to lower her head and play dead without saying a word.

Wen Zhiyun, who was to the side, held Xiao Yuejian and gently fed her porridge.

"Come, Xiao Yuejian, open your mouth, Mother Wen will feed you porridge."

Chen Yuejian was very obedient, eating one spoonful after another.

Seeing his wives, concubines, and daughter eating with such enjoyment, Chen An also felt happy in his heart.

Taking advantage of everyone being present, he hesitated for a moment before saying to his three wives and concubines:

"That... I have something I want to tell you all."

"Husband, what is it?"

Song Huaying asked while eating a deep-fried dough stick.

Wen Zhiyun and Gu Xinyue did not speak, but they both looked toward Chen An.

Chen An rubbed his chin and said with some embarrassment:

"Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that I've been thinking, once I become a Second-tier Alchemist, I will take another concubine."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire dining table instantly went quiet.

But soon, Song Huaying supported him with a happy face:

"Okay, okay, Ying is looking forward to Husband bringing another sister back!"

Song Huaying was only a First-tier mortal woman and could not bear much of Chen An's love; she was already completely satisfied if Chen An shared just a drop with her.

As far as she was concerned, the more concubines Chen An took, the better.

Because that way, she would be able to have more little sisters.

As for Gu Xinyue beside her, she was silently drinking her porridge without a word, neither supporting nor opposing, and had no opinion on Chen An taking a concubine.

As for Wen Zhiyun sitting opposite, she felt very unhappy and had a strong opinion about Chen An.

She put down the spoon in her hand and glared at Chen An, questioning him: "Chen, what do you mean by this? Having three at home isn't enough, and you want to take another one?!"

"Cough, cough!"

Chen An felt a bit guilty, but he still thickened his skin and analyzed with sound reasons:

"Yun'er, you have also seen the speed of my cultivation growth over these days."

"At this rate of breakthrough, do you think that in a year or so, once I become a Foundation Establishment powerhouse, the three of you will still be able to withstand the love I have for you?"

"Yun'er, think about it carefully, hasn't the love I poured into you last night and this morning made you feel a bit overwhelmed?"

Hearing Chen An put it this way, Wen Zhiyun also fell silent.

Because she discovered that it was truly as Chen An said; she and her two sisters simply could not withstand all of Chen An's love.

It was like this now, and it would be even more so in the future.

Seeing her waver, Chen An hurriedly increased his efforts to persuade her, explaining all sorts of reasons to her.

Seeing this, Song Huaying also joined in the persuasion, doing her best to elevate her status in her husband's heart.

In the end, Wen Zhiyun was persuaded.

She pursed her thin lips and compromised with Chen An:

"It's fine if you do, but I'm telling you beforehand, when you decide who to take as a concubine, you must bring her to us three sisters to see first, and you can only do it if we agree."

"No problem."

Chen An readily agreed.

However, he only agreed with his mouth; if he truly encountered something he liked, he would not care about the opinions of his wives and concubines.

After finishing breakfast.

Chen An spent a while with his daughter, then quickly went into the Alchemy Room to begin refining pills.

He thought about refining a bit more during the day so he could take them all to the Zhenbao Hang to sell at night, avoiding the waste of time from running back and forth so many times.

In the blink of an eye.

The sky turned dark.

Chen An packed all the refined medicinal pills into a medicine chest, preparing to head out to the Zhenbao Hang to sell them.

"Husband, it is so dark now, why not go tomorrow morning instead?"

Song Huaying stood before the door of the Alchemy Room, advising him with a worried look on her face.

Gu Xinyue also chimed in to persuade him: "Husband, listen to Ying."

"Don't worry, I will be back very soon, and I will bring a gift for each of you when I return."

Chen An said with a smile, kissing each of his three wives and concubines on the face.

Wen Zhiyun still felt uneasy, and she slightly furrowed her willow-leaf brows as she said to him:

"How about I go with you?"

"No need, I will be back soon; you all should hurry back inside."

Chen An left as soon as he finished speaking.

However, he had only walked two steps when a series of knocks sounded from outside the courtyard, followed by a woman's voice that sounded somewhat familiar.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Alchemist Chen, it is me, Fellow Daoist Mo. Could you come out and open the door?"

This was the voice of Mo Lifang.

Chen An did not rush to open the door, but instead expanded his Divine Sense to perceive the surroundings, discovering that there was another person standing beside Mo Lifang.

It was none other than Deacon Tang from the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

PS: To prevent backlash, that child did not die; they were eventually saved by a passerby. Writing it this way was only to highlight the cruelty of that woman surnamed Mo, so it would be easier to "knife" her later.