Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"Whether he is truly incapable or not, the little bastard must die."

Song Wanyi's face turned cold. She guessed that Xia Dechang might be using his physical disability as an excuse to distribute his property in advance, but she would never let this old man succeed.

It was inconvenient for her to take action against the little bastard in the inland. Once she returned to the port city, it would be her territory and she would never let the little bastard survive!

As long as the little bastard died, Xia Dechang would not be able to do anything else and he could only leave his property to the first wife.

Xia Mingyuan is that loser, and his two sons are even more useless. How can they compare to her children and grandchildren!

"Mother is wise!"

Xia Mingshan flattered her and poured wine for Song Wanyi attentively.

Song Wanyi shook the blood-like wine in the glass and curled her lips triumphantly. She and Xia Dechang had been fighting for a lifetime, and it was finally over.

In the end, it was Song Wanyi who won!

Beijing, Jade Buddha Temple.

Xia Mingchen went to chat with Master Buhui and brought the half pound of tea with him.

Master Buhui had just seen off a senior official, and his throat was dry as smoke. The official was stuck in a rut and couldn't get out of it. Master Buhui spent a lot of time and effort to persuade the official, but failed.

Being too focused on appearances will only harm others and yourself!

Master Buhui sighed and said that the senior officials are smart people, but unfortunately they are blinded by power and interests, and cannot see the road ahead clearly, and will ultimately only mislead others and themselves.

"What does Wu Chen want to see me for?"

Master Buhui held the cup of tea and sipped it leisurely. It was the magical tea that Xia Qingqing had given him.

He couldn't bear to brew it every day, so he brewed a cup every two days. The effect was amazing after drinking it, but unfortunately there were only a few ounces of tea leaves in total, and it would be finished in a few days.

"My eldest niece is very filial. She just gave me half a pound of tea."

Xia Mingchen took out a large bag of tea and placed it on the table.

"Is it Madam Shen?"

Master Buhui asked anxiously, his eyes fixed on the tea bag on the table.

"I have other older nieces?"

Xia Mingchen asked back and opened the tea bag, a scent of tea wafting out.

The flesh on Master Buhui's round, fat face twitched several times. He wanted to move his eyes away, but his eyes were not controlled by his brain and he could not move them away at all.

You are obsessed!

Master Buhui was a little annoyed. He had just made fun of the senior official, and now he was the same.

"Master, my father will come to the Jade Buddha Temple to draw lots in two days. I'll have to trouble you to interpret the lot then."

Xia Mingchen rewrapped the tea bag. He moved very slowly and it took him a long time to wrap the tea bag properly. The air was filled with a faint scent of tea, which flew in and out of Master Buhui's nose like a little bug.

"no problem."

Master Buhui agreed readily. Interpreting divinations was his specialty. Moreover, Xia Dechang had donated a lot of money to the Jade Buddha Temple, so it was not reasonable for him to refuse.

But could this disciple Wu Chen be faster in wrapping the tea leaves? It's so slow and torturous!

After a while, he shamelessly asked his apprentice for two taels of tea. Wu Chen should not refuse, right?

"Master, my nephew will also be here that day. He has evil intentions, incompetent abilities, and always takes crooked paths. Unfortunately, my father is old and dim-sighted, and cannot see his true colors."

Xia Mingchen changed the topic too quickly, saying something here and there while his hands were still wrapping tea leaves.

"Junior Brother Wu Chen, if your nephew is so bad, why don't you tell your father?" Wu Chen is a straightforward person and asks whenever he has doubts.

"My father likes my eldest nephew very much and thinks he is a good person."

Xia Mingchen smiled faintly, finally wrapped up the tea and moved it to his own side. Master Buhui's eyes twitched, and he cursed the boy inwardly for being unfilial. If he didn't want to give it to him, why did he bring it to tempt him?

"My father is old and his eyesight is blurry. He is also confused. He urgently needs someone to enlighten him. I don't know who can help me. This half pound of tea is my thank you gift!"

After Xia Mingchen finished talking to himself, he stood up and was about to leave with the tea leaves.

Someone grabbed my belt, a chubby hand.

"Wu Chen, talk to your master for a few more words."

Master Buhui smiled very kindly, but his eyes were fixed on the tea bag in his hand.

"If my disciple has any problems, the master will definitely help him. Wu Chen, you don't have to be polite to the master in the future." Master Buhui's tone was particularly cordial.

"Master is so kind. This is your gift to you!"

Xia Mingchen was also very considerate. He stuffed half a pound of tea into his fat hands and said, "In two days, my father and nephew will come to draw lots."

"I know. Go back and read your books. Don't neglect your studies."

Master Buhui didn't even raise his head and waved goodbye to the guest mercilessly.

Xia Mingchen twitched his lips. He had doubted countless times whether this world-renowned master was really an enlightened monk.

All he does every day are cheating and deceiving people. How can he have the character of a great man?

Or maybe, for those so-called masters, cheating and deceiving is their professional quality?

Xia Mingchen didn't bother thinking about these things anymore. He didn't care whether Master Buhui was a master or not. In his father's heart, this old monk was a master anyway, and his father was particularly convinced.

This is enough.

In the past two days, Xia Qingqing stayed in the compound, playing with Xuetuan or giving injections to people in the compound. Her life was extremely fulfilling. She called Zhuang Hongye and learned that the clothing store was doing a booming business. In the week after the opening, the daily turnover was over ten thousand. Now it has basically stabilized at five to six thousand.

The garment factory also received a lot of orders. The sewing machines in the workshop were smoking every day, and the workers worked in two shifts, almost all night long.

What made Xia Qingqing most happy was that Song Chunlan designed several women's clothing, which were very popular after they were made. Zhuang Hongye said on the phone that he wanted to send Song Chunlan to university to study fashion design.

Of course Xia Qingqing had no objection. She wished that all her sisters could live a happy and high-quality life, especially Song Chunlan. She had the lowest cultural level among the four of them, had little experience, and had always been very inferior. If she went to college for further studies, it would definitely broaden Song Chunlan's horizons and make her more confident and beautiful.

The phone rang again. It was Shen Qiuyan calling.

"Qingqing, are you free now?"

"Sister, I'm sure I'll be available to take care of your business." Xia Qingqing said with a smile.

"Your little mouth looks like it's covered in honey. This is the daughter of one of my colleagues. She's been married for two years and there's been no news. I want you to take a look."

Shen Qiuyan was so delighted that she loved listening to Xia Qingqing talk. Her voice was sweet and her words were even sweeter. No wonder her husband Qiu Bai doted on his wife so much and treated her like the apple of his eye.

"Have you been to the hospital?" Xia Qingqing asked.

"The young couple is too shy to go. Since you are free now, how about I bring someone over later?" Shen Qiuyan asked.

"Okay, but childbirth is not necessarily a woman's problem. It could also be a man's problem. It's best for both husband and wife to get checked."

Xia Qingqing reminded her that many couples have been married for many years without having children. Whether it is relatives or friends, their first reaction is definitely that the woman is unable to give birth. Even the woman’s family members think so.

This kind of thinking is quite sad. There are also many cases of male infertility. Why do people always scold women for not being able to lay eggs, but no one scolds men for not having eggs?