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by MarineTLChapter 108: The Control Group for the Farm Family’s Lucky Baby – 18
After some time, Mother Ren had successfully acquired all the land she had her eye on. The villagers whispered that Young Master Bai must have given them a fortune in silver for the Ren Family to be acting so lavishly. Some tried to pry out of curiosity, but Mother Ren brushed them all off.
The members of the Zhang Family were far from resigned. They felt that those fine things and the silver should have belonged to them.
“If you want to blame someone, blame Qingmei for being useless. Her embroidery can’t compare to Ren Xin’s, and her luck is more than just a little bit worse. When Young Master Bai went back, why was he so indebted to Ren Xin? It’s because Ren Xin knows how to handle people…”
These words were on a constant loop in the house every single day. Zhang Qingmei had grown numb to it. What hurt her most was her mother. She had originally thought her mother was a victim of a warped ancient system. Every time her grandmother looked for trouble, she was the one who charged to the front. When her mother was bullied by the aunts, she was the one who went to fight. Even if it ruined her reputation, she was determined to protect her mother.
But what had her mother said that time?
“Qingmei, you’re so lacking in virtue. You can’t marry into my maiden family in the future. My family’s Zhiyong is the root of our lineage1; I can’t let you ruin him. Your grandmother is a sensible woman, and she’s found a magnificent marriage for you. As long as you marry over there, our Zhiyong will have the silver to marry a wife of his own…”
For the first time, Zhang Qingmei experienced the ignorance and horror of the ancients. She wanted to run away, but without silver or travel permits, she couldn’t move an inch. Yet if she stayed, there would be no way out for her.
For some reason, she felt that the only person who could help her was Ren Xin.
“Ren Xin, help me! I’m truly at my wit’s end.”
Ren Xin was displeased that Zhang Qingmei was once again interrupting her afternoon tea. “Do you have no one else to beg? Do you absolutely have to bring your troubles to me?”
Zhang Qingmei humbled herself, remaining unmoved by the cold reception, only begging Ren Xin to lend her some silver.
Hearing this, Ren Xin spread her hands helplessly. “My household is strictly managed. All the silver I earn is with my mother. I don’t have any either, so I really can’t help you.”
“Ren Xin, I’ve never provoked you. Do you really want to see me dead that badly?”
Ren Xin continued indifferently, “Where is this coming from? I’ve always maintained a respectful distance from you. I honestly can’t approve of some of your actions. Besides, if you want to run away, it’s not just silver you’re lacking.”
Zhang Qingmei knew this all too well, but she truly had no other options.
Ren Xin said slowly, “If I were you, I’d just overthrow the family and take charge. That would be much more comfortable than running away like a stray dog!”
Zhang Qingmei didn’t answer. She looked as though she had made a decision, turned, and left.
Book Spirit Number One: “Host, will she listen to you?”
Ren Xin shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. I hope her good luck can help her out.”
The Ren Family’s pigs had grown to over two hundred pounds. This speed was staggering. When the villagers heard the news, they all came to see the spectacle.
They kept asking how it was done.
Father Ren boasted grandly. The villagers were left in a daze by his tall tales, but they all had one thought: This is damn impressive.
Father Ren felt that this was exactly the effect he wanted.
No commotion came from the Zhang Family, and it seemed as though life was carrying on as usual. However, only Ren Xin, who had pried into the matter out of curiosity, knew exactly how Zhang Qingmei had displayed her divine power.
First, she declared at home that she would be the master of her own marriage from then on. Then, she began playing the mystic, claiming she was possessed by an immortal. She claimed she could divine fortune and misfortune, predict the future, and even communicate with the underworld.
She attributed all the family’s recent misfortunes to her “trials” and appointed Zhang Qingmei as the immortal’s spokesperson in the mortal realm.
Translator’s Notes
root of our lineage: Refers to the ‘Xianghuo’ (incense fire), the male heir responsible for performing ancestral rites to ensure the family line continues and ancestors are honored in the afterlife. ↩︎

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