The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 44 Mooncakes

The spring water gurgled and flowed into the pool. The warm, hot water scalded her body, but Wei Qingqing still shivered, her mind filled with images of the bloody rat corpses.

"Wow, Qingqing, I've discovered you have the potential to be a summoner. Just one sentence has attracted so many rats..." Yang Ming said, sitting next to Wei Qingqing.

"Don't talk to me about rats. Just mentioning them gives me goosebumps and makes me feel nauseous." Wei Qingqing shuddered, covered her ears, and shook her head.

"Let's not talk about rats anymore. Just one sentence from you has saved our family so much food. Enough to feed those little puppies for two days..."

"You still dare to say that? Don't you know how uncomfortable I am?" Wei Qingqing was so angry that she burst into tears. She twisted Yang Ming's arm hard with her little hands, making Yang Ming grimace. He didn't even need to look to know that his arm was definitely bruised.

"Yes, yes, I promise I will never talk about rats again. From now on, no one in our family is allowed to talk about rats anymore, and we are especially not allowed to talk about dead rats, or rats that died so tragically..." Yang Ming said, enduring the pain.

"You only know how to bully me..." Wei Qingqing finally burst into tears, leaning against Yang Ming's chest and pounding his chest hard.

"I'm scared too. I'm afraid you'll get sick from being frightened by the rats again..." Yang Ming quickly patted her bare back. "They're just rats. Whether they're dead or alive, there's nothing to be afraid of. Our old cat is so powerful, isn't it? It's practically a hundred men against one, no, a thousand men against one. I roughly counted, and there are probably five or six hundred of them."

When Wei Qingqing fell ill from being frightened by a rat, her body temperature was so high it was burning hot, which really scared Yang Ming. If the fever lasted any longer, it could damage her brain, or at least all her other organs...

"I'm not afraid, I just feel disgusted. Please don't bring it up to disgust me..." Wei Qingqing pleaded.

"What's there to be afraid of about dead rats? I even ate them when I was a kid. Back then, kids were prone to getting rashes, and I heard that eating rats could prevent rashes, so my mom cooked two for me to eat..." Yang Ming said, putting his arm around Wei Qingqing's waist.

"Ugh??? How disgusting..." Wei Qingqing looked disgusted and moved away from Yang Ming's mouth, as if Yang Ming's mouth still had rat hair stuck to it.

"What's so disgusting about it? Back then, our family wasn't well-off, and it was only a rare treat to eat meat. I think it smells delicious; I can still taste it on my lips. Let me let you have a taste too..." Yang Ming said, moving his mouth closer to Wei Qingqing's small mouth.

"Ugh, I'm not going to try it..."

"You have to try it..."

A couple frolicked in the warm pool. Wei Qingqing also emerged from her fear and calmed down. After soaking in the hot spring water, her little face turned rosy.

In fact, the human internal organs are divided into five elements. In traditional Chinese medicine, the internal organs are likened to the heavenly palace of the gods, and the vital energy within them is likened to the spirits. According to the various functions of the internal organs, these spirits each perform their duties to enable the human body to function normally.

However, emotions such as fear, terror, anger, joy, sorrow, worry, and anxiety can easily cause fluctuations in one's blood and energy, and cause one's spirit to wander. In such cases, one is more susceptible to external pathogens and illness.

Actually, it's quite simple. For example, when a patient has a fever, they feel cold, but their body temperature is burning hot. This is because external evils have invaded and occupied the divine palace, preventing the spirits from returning to their proper places and forcing them to roam on the body's surface. If the spirits are stable, external evils will absolutely not be able to invade the internal organs.

There is a method in the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic for stabilizing one's vital energy so that one can enter an epidemic area without being invaded by external pathogens.

The light rain fell all night and only stopped at dawn. As the sun rose and the sky brightened, the air in the valley, fresh after the rain, carried the fragrant scent of earth.

The couple slept in the cabin last night. There was no bed in the cabin, but the floor was suspended. They laid out a wolfskin rug on it, so they wouldn't get cold. They were covered with a thin blanket, so it was quite comfortable to sleep on.

"Get up, let's tidy up the side room. I wonder if those little pigeons are alright." Yang Ming sat up and pinched Wei Qingqing's little nose.

"Oh no! I forgot about Little Pigeon..." Wei Qingqing suddenly woke up, sat up and quickly put on her clothes: "We have to hurry back and check on her. I wonder if Little Pigeon was scared by those dead rats."

"You think pigeons are like you? I've only ever heard of pigeons being eaten by rats, never pigeons being scared to death by dead rats."

So the two quickly got dressed and headed home. Little Black and Little Flower, who had come to the hot spring with them the night before, were even more anxious than the two of them. They had to hurry home to eat meat, otherwise, if they were late, all the good stuff would be eaten by their brothers and sisters.

When they got home, the two of them were stunned. At the door of the outer room, a little girl was curled up and sitting quietly on the threshold. Her little head was leaning against the door frame, and she was still asleep. In her arms, she was holding a large cloth bag, which seemed to contain some treasure. Although the little girl was asleep, her little hands were still clenched tightly.

"Bao'er, what are you doing here?" Wei Qingqing quickly woke the little girl up.

"Aunt Qingqing..." Xiao Bao'er's voice was hoarse, probably because she had a cold, and the little girl's voice was also very nasal.

The little girl held up the cloth bag and handed it to Wei Qingqing: "I knew you and Uncle Yang were leaving today and wouldn't be back until after the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I asked my mother to make mooncakes for you overnight and bring them to you while they were still hot. I called for a long time but no one answered the door. I didn't know when you were leaving today, so I didn't dare go home. These mooncakes were freshly baked, but unfortunately they've been sitting overnight and are already cold..."

"It's not cold...it's still warm..." Wei Qingqing's eyes reddened, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice choked with sobs. She quickly took the large cloth bag, the mooncakes inside were already cold.

Yang Ming's eyes were also itchy, so he quickly opened the outer door and carried the little girl inside. The little girl's body was ice-cold, and she exuded a chill from head to toe. The little girl had sat outside all night, and it had rained last night, so the temperature was frighteningly low. He really didn't know how the little girl had managed to endure it.

"Waaah..." Wei Qingqing hugged the mooncake and squatted down at the door of the outer room, crying.

"Don't cry, Bao'er's body temperature is too low. I'll take her to the hot spring to soak, otherwise she'll definitely get sick and might even develop a chronic illness." Yang Ming carried Bao'er toward the hot spring pool, and Wei Qingqing, sobbing, quickly followed.

"Hmph, you little fool, you can't come home if you can't get the door open? You even sat outside all night like an idiot. Don't be silly like that again, you know..." As white mist rose, Wei Qingqing and Xiao Bao'er were playing together in the hot spring. Wei Qingqing pinched Xiao Bao'er's nose and said.

"Okay! I understand, Aunt Qingqing." After soaking in the hot spring water, the little guy's body warmed up immediately, his cold was instantly cured, and his little face became rosy.

"Your mother is really something. You don't come home, and she doesn't even say she'll come to see you." Wei Qingqing couldn't help but complain to Aunt Liu. Is this how a mother should act?

"It's not Mom's fault. I told her I want to sleep with Auntie tonight," Xiao Bao quickly explained.

"Yes, yes, it's not your mother's fault, it's just that our baby is too cute..." Wei Qingqing smiled and pinched the baby's cheek.

"Hehe..." Little Bao'er giggled, "Auntie, when are you and Uncle leaving?"

"We'll leave in a little while, but we'll be back today..." Wei Qingqing had originally planned to spend some quality time with her parents today, but Xiao Bao'er's actions today made her really reluctant to part with the little girl.

"Really?" Xiao Bao'er's eyes lit up.

"Of course, when has Auntie ever lied to you?" Wei Qingqing kissed Xiao Bao'er on the cheek.

"Great! I love playing with Auntie the most..." Xiao Bao'er immediately cheered and jumped into Wei Qingqing's arms, hugging her neck and kissing her cheeks.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and hide in the water. There's a big pervert in the house, be careful he doesn't spy on us." Wei Qingqing quickly smiled and pressed Xiao Bao'er into the spring water.

"Would I really do that? Spying on a 10-year-old child..." Yang Ming's voice came from inside the wooden house.

"Auntie, you said 'big pervert,' but you didn't say 'uncle,' so why did 'uncle' respond?" Little Bao asked innocently.

"He's feeling guilty. Every night, when the moon is full, your uncle will howl and turn into a big bad wolf, specifically to eat little lambs like you." Wei Qingqing pretended to be a big bad wolf and played around with Xiao Bao'er.

"I'm not a little sheep, I'm Happy Sheep..." Xiao Bao'er said, patting his chest.

"Alright, let's fight the big bad wolf to the very end together."

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