Chapter 81: line with translation of chapter title

Wang Family.

After a while, a series of rapid footsteps came from outside the courtyard, disturbing the two people talking in the main hall.

Zhang Guihua and Liu Dongzhu have been talking only about what just happened during this time.

Whether it was Liu Dongzhu, who experienced it firsthand, or Zhang Guihua, who did not, their tones were full of fear when speaking of the recent events.

They were very frightened; if it hadn't been for a lightning talisman given by Xuanqing Daozhang, Ping'an of their family, who had been lured away by Aunt Li, an Evil Cultivator‑controlled aunt, and handed over to the Heipao Ren, might already have met a grim fate.

In the meantime.

Zhang Guihua wanted to complain a few words to Liu Dongzhu, but seeing Liu Dongzhu's self‑reproachful expression, she knew she was already in great distress; saying more harsh words might make Liu Dongzhu even more upset and possibly lead her down a wrong path.

She could only listen to Liu Dongzhu's self‑complaints, quickly offering a few words of comfort, fearing that this incident might affect Liu Dongzhu's spirit.

She had heard that many women during postpartum confinement, merely because their parents said a few words, became despondent and hanged themselves the next day.

That brute in their family had deeply struck Liu Dongzhu; the events that just occurred caused severe trauma to Liu Dongzhu's spirit.

If she were to criticize further, or let Liu Dongzhu keep blaming herself...

It could very likely drive her to despair and an extreme path!

Wang Ping'an, lying in his mother's arms, watched his mother's self‑reproachful expression and realized his mother had not yet recovered from what had just happened. He wanted to say a few comforting words, but he still couldn't even speak.

He could only use Skill: Blessing and Skill: Healing Technique to treat his mother's body.

Although.

His mother was unharmed, but whether it's Skill: Blessing or Skill: Healing Technique, even without injury they can serve as nourishment that strengthens the physique.

Moreover, with his grandmother comforting nearby, there was no worry that his mother would fall into despair.

Wang Ping'an couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why does time pass so slowly? Why haven't I grown up yet, and why still can't I speak?"

As the footsteps from outside the courtyard sounded, Zhang Guihua hurriedly stopped the conversation and said, "Your father must have returned; it's getting late. I'll go to the kitchen to cook. Dongzhu, why don't you rest in the room?"

Since Liu Dongzhu was able to work the fields, the cooking duties at home had been taken over entirely by Liu Dongzhu.

According to her, she cannot stay idle; if she doesn't work a day, her body feels uncomfortable.

Since she can't do heavy work, she does some small tasks within her ability.

Every day the family's meals are prepared single‑handedly by Dongzhu; fortunately Ping'an of their family is sensible, and aside from nursing and using the bathroom, spends the rest of the time without crying or fussing.

It's not really hard, let alone exhausting!

Only.

Dongzhu of their family had just experienced what happened, and hasn't recovered yet; clearly she lacks the energy to cook and would rather rest.

"Mother, I can't sleep, and you just came back from the fields after a morning's work; you must be tired, so you rest, and I'll cook!"

Liu Dongzhu shook her head and refused.

"I'm not tired…" Zhang Guihua hadn't finished speaking when Liu Dongzhu stood up, handed Wang Ping'an from her arms, and, watching her walk toward the kitchen, asked worriedly, "Dongzhu, are you really okay?"

"Mother, I'm fine, I'm doing well!"

Liu Dongzhu let out a chuckle, but upon close look one could still see a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Not long ago.

In the forest, she had walked a long distance and experienced great sorrow and joy; she was clearly exhausted, otherwise she wouldn't have collapsed on the ground.

But.

Somehow, suddenly, an endless force surged within her, sweeping away all fatigue; it was a vigor she had never felt before, and her body possessed an indescribable strength.

After returning home, the feeling intensified, giving her the sense that a single punch could kill a bull, though that sensation was probably mostly imagined.

But the other aspects were indeed real!

She couldn't figure it out no matter how she tried; after pondering for a long time, she grew lazy to think further and attributed everything to Ping'an of their family.

Zhang Guihua wanted to say something else, but seeing Liu Dongzhu stride out of the main hall with no sign of weakness, she swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue and said, "Alright, if you get tired, call me!"

This novel you have reached.

Having worked a whole morning isn't actually too tiring; the heavy tasks are done by Wang Lin, while she does only light work. After doing it for half a lifetime, her body has long adapted.

Moreover.

She doesn't know why, but she constantly feels her body getting healthier each day; before she would occasionally be woken at midnight by bodily pains, yet lately she sleeps through until dawn.

The old ailments that used to plague her seem to have vanished without a trace!

Not to mention their family is just an ordinary farming household, with two meals a day of ordinary food, requiring no great effort to prepare.

She agreed to Liu Dongzhu's suggestion because she cherishes the alone time with her precious grandson!

She knows that Dongzhu of their family cares deeply about Ping'an; each morning upon waking, the first thing is to check Ping'an for any abnormality, and even during meals, Ping'an is placed in the nearby crib.

Where else is there spare time for her to be alone with her precious grandson?

"Daozhang, whatever you say this time, you must eat first before you leave!"

Wang Lin, with Xuanqing Daozhang, walked toward their own main hall; just as they reached the gate, they saw Liu Dongzhu emerging from inside, and instinctively said, "Dongzhu, you're not resting properly on the bed; what are you going to do?"

"Father, I'm going to cook!"

Liu Dongzhu replied, and when her gaze met Xuanqing Daozhang, her face and eyes were filled with unmistakable gratitude, and she hurriedly said, "Daozhang, I'll fry some cured meat in a moment; you must eat more!"

"Dongzhu, have you forgotten your condition just now? If you don't lie properly on the bed to rest, how can you go cook?"

Wang Lin's face changed dramatically; he hadn't forgotten the incident not long ago when Liu Dongzhu collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, and he shouted angrily:

"Old woman, old woman, what are you doing? Aren't you going to the kitchen quickly…"

Liu Dongzhu cut in first, "Father, I'm fine; let Mother rest more. If you don't believe it, you can ask the Daozhang!"

Wang Lin's face was full of doubt, but he said nothing, turning his head toward Xuanqing Daozhang.

Xuanqing Daozhang nodded; not only a cultivated person like him, even an ordinary person could see Liu Dongzhu's good health, and he thought to himself:

"It must be that little Ping'an causing mischief; no wonder he's my disciple, being influenced from birth, even mastering the Blessing technique so early—he must be the legendary Innate Dao Body!"

Wang Lin finally exhaled a sigh of relief, but still instructed, "Go cook; if you get tired, remember to call me or ask your mother to switch, but under no circumstances let yourself become exhausted!"

(End of chapter)