Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 303 - 189 Part 2

Chapter 303: Chapter 189 Part 2

At that moment, Li Jinhu came to report, "There’s a wandering monk outside who says he can cure the master’s illness."

Old man Qian heard this and exclaimed, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry, invite him in!"

He then turned to Qian Sangui, crying, "Sangui, hold on, the last time it was a wandering monk who saved your life."

As they were speaking, an old monk entered. He swiftly walked in and immediately administered acupuncture to Qian Sangui. While inserting the needles, he asked the crowd, "He’s not dead, what are you crying for?"

Qian Yixiu’s eyes were blurred with tears, and she could only make out the vague figure of a monk. Upon hearing that voice, why did it sound so familiar? She blinked her eyes and saw clearly—it really was Master Beikong. This old monk was a Half Old Immortal; with him here, Grandfather Sangui should be safe. She immediately stopped her wailing and said, "Brother, it’s Master Beikong, he’s come to treat our grandfather, his health will certainly improve."

When the old monk gestured for everyone to leave, they all wiped their tears and exited the bedroom, leaving only Old Doctor Lin and Su Siwu inside to assist.

It was broad daylight when the old monk came out and declared, "It’s all right now, Master Qian is out of danger."

The following Doctor Lin said, "Truly, the master is an Immortal descended to Earth. Sangui is no longer in serious danger, and he’s asleep now."

Old man Qian took a closer look at the old monk and gasped in astonishment, "Good heavens, the master is the Old Fairy who saved my Sangui all those years ago."

As he said this, he knelt down immediately, and Old woman Qian, Lady Wu, and the others followed suit.

The old monk quickly reached out to help Old man Qian up, saying, "Amitabha, Master Qian’s fate is not yet over, and I but follow the will of Heaven."

Qian Yixiu joyfully said, "Master, please rest awhile; I will prepare lotus leaf breakfast for you."

The old monk chuckled, "Little Benefactor is thoughtful. However, there’s no need today, I am in a rush to return. I will come back in five days to change Master Qian’s dressing and take the opportunity to talk with him about Zen." Having said that, he strode off.

To talk about Zen with Master Sangui? What play was the old monk putting on now?

Confused as the family might have been, they were still overjoyed to escort the old monk out of the house.

Old Doctor Lin, in high spirits, told Su Siwu to follow him back to prepare the medicine. The prescription given by the old monk was in his hand—he had found a treasure.

After a night of worry, everyone was extremely tired and returned to their own homes.

Qian Manxia, with tears streaming down her face, said to Lady Wu, "Mother, when father wakes up, I will tell him I don’t want the Dessert House anymore; it should all be left to Jinwa."

Qian Yeejin disagreed, saying, "Why not want it? Our family’s property, both father and I said to give it to auntie, and auntie should just accept it."

At Qian’s Second Wife’s place, Qian Ergui was getting ready to head to Guiyuan when he saw his son returning and asked, "How is it, is your Third Uncle all right?"

"Thankfully, he is fine." Sleep-deprived, Qian Manhe stumbled as he walked, still regaling the night’s events.

Lady Tang clicked her tongue, lamenting, "Why did Third Uncle have to survive? It would have been so good if he hadn’t regained his breath; we could have helped manage such a vast estate..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qian Ergui landed a heavy slap across her face, cursing, "I’ll kill you, you ungrateful, black-hearted wretch." As he cursed, he raised his foot to take off his shoe and continued the beating.

Qian Manhe, for once, didn’t intervene, furious, he shouted from the side, "What kind of talk is that from mother! Not to mention that our good life now depends on the Third Uncle’s family, even if we cannot help a poor relative, we shouldn’t harbor such malicious thoughts. Mother, if not for your own sake, you should consider for De Wa, think of my unborn child, and accumulate some virtue for them. Also, keep your mouth in check in the future, don’t just blurt out such vile things. We’ve already become estranged from the Third Uncle’s family, why make matters worse? If Third Uncle hadn’t survived this time, Jinwa, Yixiu, and even Wan Dazhong, they wouldn’t let our two branches off the hook. The reason Third Uncle’s family is doing so well is not just because Third Uncle is capable, but also because both children are competent."

Qian Ergui wasn’t as articulate, still hitting and dragging Lady Tang out while repeating, "Get out, get out, I don’t want you anymore... I don’t want you anymore..."

Lady Tang shrieked, crying out, "I won’t dare anymore, I really won’t dare, husband, please don’t be angry..."

Pregnant Lady Xiao Wong, not one to gawk, quickly came out to break up the fight. Frightened by the commotion, one and a half-year-old De Wa burst into tears, "Mother, De Wa is scared, De Wa is scared."

Qian Manhe scooped up De Wa with one hand and pulled Lady Xiao Wong to one side, out of harm’s way. His veins bulged with anger, but he refrained from intervening. It wasn’t that he was unfilial; without teaching his mother a lesson, her inability to distinguish right from wrong would inevitably lead to disaster. He had explained so many times, but she persisted in her ignorance. Perhaps, some lessons truly required a forceful approach.