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Chapter 105 - 059: On-Site Horse Fall, Noble Person Lends a Hand_8

Chapter 105: 059: On-Site Horse Fall, Noble Person Lends a Hand_8

As for Lin Wu,

her true colors will naturally show after the high school examination.

She’s able to cheat on Qingzhong School exams,

but she won’t be able to cheat on the high school exams.

"Hmm," Qin Fengyang nodded.

He was determined not to let his mother down.

Feng Qiaoqiao seemed to think of something, looking towards Qin Fengyang, "Lin Wu will definitely try to get close to you by flaunting her acceptance into Qingzhong. You better be careful!"

Qin Fengyang was handsome and a local Qing City boy with good grades and a bright future, the dream lover of countless schoolgirls.

Her son was not someone Lin Wu could ever hope to match!

Qin Fengyang continued to nod and then said, "Mom, I’m heading to the tutoring class now."

"Go ahead."

Watching her son’s retreating figure, Feng Qiaoqiao’s eyes were filled with pride.

——

Meanwhile,

in Capital City.

Today was Fang Youling’s birthday. Early in the morning, Grandma Lu accompanied her to a nearby temple to pray for Tang Qiushui’s well-being.

After offering prayers,

Fang Youling knelt before the statue of the Buddha, took the divination sticks with great piety, and said, "Greatly compassionate and merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, my daughter Tang Qiushui has been missing for 36 years. In these 36 years, not a single moment passed without me hoping for her to return to my side. I pray for the Buddha to show me a clear path, to tell me if there is still hope in this life to see my daughter."

Having said that, she closed her eyes and started shaking the divination cylinder.

Clack.

Soon, a stick fell to the ground.

Grandma Lu immediately picked up the bamboo stick that had fallen and reminded her, "Youling, it’s settled."

Fang Youling opened her eyes, glanced at the bamboo stick in Grandma Lu’s hand, then bowed to the Buddha statue before standing up from the ground.

Grandma Lu handed the bamboo stick to Fang Youling.

She took the stick to exchange for its written interpretation.

The twenty-sixth stick.

Average luck.

Grandma Lu stood by Fang Youling’s side and read aloud the content from the stick, "Toil and strive for success with heart and soul, wait until the flowers bloom and a gust of wind comes. You’ll need the Gentleman from the East to lend a slight hand, amidst the hopes, there lies a different shade of red."

This interpretation clearly meant that a person works hard for a dream, shedding much blood, but it all ends up in vain.

Isn’t this precisely the situation Fang Youling and Tang Shaowei had faced in recent years?

As she finished speaking, Grandma Lu could not help but sigh inwardly, "The Bodhisattva of Maple Temple truly has divine powers, writing out the latter half of Fang Youling and Tang Shaowei’s lives in just a few words."

Seeing the content of the divination, Fang Youling sighed, "Even the Bodhisattva thinks I can’t find Qiushui anymore?"

Grandma Lu smiled and said, "Youling, I think the Bodhisattva means something else. Why don’t we ask a monk to interpret it?"

Just then, an old monk in robes came out.

Fang Youling immediately approached him, "Master, please wait a moment."

"Benefactor, you are kind," the venerable monk greeted her with his hands clasped together upon seeing Fang Youling.

Fang Youling handed the written interpretation to him, "Master, could you please help me understand the meaning of this divination?"

The old monk looked at Fang Youling, "What is it that you wish to know?"

"I want to know when my daughter will come back."

The old monk nodded slightly, glanced at the divination text, and then said, "The first half of this text means that you have been searching for your daughter for many years without any news, all efforts turning out fruitless. However, you should not get disheartened by this, as the latter two lines, ’You’ll need the Gentleman from the East to lend a slight hand, amidst the hopes, there lies a different shade of red,’ signify that good things come to those who wait, and as long as you do not give up on searching for your daughter, you will receive help from a noble person and ultimately be reunited with your daughter."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope shone in the previously dim eyes of Fang Youling.

The old monk smiled and said, "A monk does not speak falsehoods."

Fang Youling immediately bowed to the old monk, "If I can successfully find my daughter, I will return to this temple to fulfill my vow!"

"Amitabha, this poor monk awaits you here," said the old monk.

When leaving Maple Temple, Fang Youling walked with a light step and even had a smile on her face.

Fang Hongyu came to pick up the two elders by car.

She stood at the entrance to the temple.

Seeing Fang Youling’s smiling face, she curiously asked, "Aunt, Aunt Jin, what happened to make you so happy?"

Grandma Lu smiled and said, "Your aunt sought a fortune at Maple Temple, and the Bodhisattva said that as long as she and your uncle do not give up searching for Qiushui, they will definitely be reunited as a family."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Fang Hongyu’s face also lit up with a smile, "Then, let me congratulate my aunt and uncle in advance."

While they were talking, a young beggar approached them.

Fang Hongyu took out a stack of cash from her purse and gave it to him.

Though it was unclear exactly how much it was, it appeared to be at least a few thousand yuan at a glance.

Grandma Lu frowned slightly, speaking in a low voice, "Nowadays, some young people, capable-bodied, refuse to work, instead choosing to beg! And that silly girl Hongyu, why give so much?"

If everyone were as generous to beggars as Fang Hongyu, the number of people unwilling to work would only increase.

Fang Youling looked at Grandma Lu and smiled, "Hongyu has always been very tender-hearted; she would give money to beggars on the street and even cried half a day for a stray dog that died on the roadside when she was young."

For that reason,

although Fang Youling had checked the school surveillance footage from the day her daughter went missing, she had never truly suspected that Fang Hongyu was involved in her daughter’s disappearance.

She was too kind-hearted.

A kind-hearted person who loses a dog suffers immense psychological strain, let alone a child.