After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"Don't panic, Shopkeeper Xu, I'm here!" After saying that, she followed Shopkeeper Xu into the bookstore.

Fang Ping also slowly walked out from behind the kite stand, looking towards the bookstore with an inexplicable expression!

...

Inside the bookstore.

Zhong Ning handed over the contents of the third volume that he had completed in the last half month to Manager Xu.

Shopkeeper Xu couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

When I saw the excitement, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, that's how it is!"

It was as if I finally knew the subsequent plot that I wanted to know. After finishing reading it, I closed the manuscript with satisfaction.

"Your brother's writing is truly brilliant, to be able to arrange it this way!" Shopkeeper Xu exclaimed. "When Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in the first chapter, your brother's literary talent was already astonishing. But I didn't expect that the subsequent appearances of the White Crane Boy and the Queen Mother of the Jade Pool would be equally amazing!"

At this point, Shopkeeper Xu leaned over and asked softly, "Does the ghost messenger Yama described in this article really exist?"

"Is there really an inn in Huangquan? Do people really return to the underworld to be judged after death?"

Shopkeeper Xu looked at her cautiously, eager to know whether these really existed, although he had heard in his early years that there were gods in heaven and the King of Hell in the underworld.

But this was the first time he had seen such a detailed description!

Zhong Ning rolled his eyes at him, took a sip of tea, and then placed the tea bowl on the table. He then turned to Shopkeeper Xu and replied:

"In heaven and on earth, there is karma and reincarnation. We are mortals and cannot recognize the appearance of immortals and gods, but this does not mean that they do not exist!"

"That's absolutely right," Shopkeeper Xu clasped his hands together and bowed to the heavens again and again. Then he said worriedly, "If that's the case, doesn't that mean that no matter how sinful I've been, I can't hide it from the King of Hell?"

"If you do nothing wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door at night," Zhong Ning said. "As long as you have a clear conscience, why should you fear ghosts and gods?"

Shopkeeper Xu was silent for a moment, then presented the silver he had prepared long ago, "Thank you, Madam Zhong, for your advice. I will definitely do more good deeds in the future!"

Zhong Ning weighed the silver and found it was about sixty taels. It seemed that this storybook was really selling well!

"Thank you, boss. Goodbye!" Zhong Ning put the silver in his arms, put it into the space, and then said goodbye and left!

Shopkeeper Xu looked at Zhong Ning leaving and slapped himself immediately.

These two siblings must not be ordinary people.

This is a special reminder for me.

Thinking of this, Manager Xu put away the manuscript and hurried to the printing office.

After hastily arranging everything, he hurried back home.

His new wife had just given birth to a young son, and she looked down upon the eldest son left by his previous wife even more.

She kept nagging him, wanting him to stop paying for his eldest son's tuition and go home to work as a waiter and run errands to save some money for the family!

He couldn't resist the temptation, and he really felt that learning a few words and doing some math in school would be enough, and there was no need to spend more money.

The eldest son is mediocre in talent, but he is hardworking.

When he knew that he would never have the chance to study again, he knelt in the yard and begged. He didn't take it seriously, thinking that he would figure it out when he got tired of kneeling.

But this child is very stubborn. He has been kneeling for a whole night and half a day from yesterday until now.

He originally thought it was just a small matter, but when he read the description of the King of Hell in the manuscript, he began to reflect on himself for the first time and wondered if he had done anything evil.

After much thought, the only people I feel sorry for are my wife who passed away early and my young son.

Ever since his new bride came into the house, he has been indulging in gentle pleasures, accepting countless pillow talk and frequently criticizing his eldest son.

The eldest son Xu Zhao is only ten years old this year, and he has eaten a lot of his melon leftovers.

When Shopkeeper Xu thought of his wife's instructions to him before she passed away and his eldest son's disappointment in looking at him, he couldn't help but feel nervous and quickened his pace back home!

I just entered the house and haven’t reached the inner courtyard yet.

Then he heard the sharp criticism of his young wife: "Master, you really think you are the master. Your mother is dead. Now the Xu Mansion is run by us, mother and son!"

"If you know what's best for you, find your place quickly. You were born to be a servant. Running errands for the family and earning money is your duty."

"That awful school is so expensive, how can you be worthy of it?"

Xu Zhao knelt on the ground with an expressionless face.

He turned a deaf ear to the stepmother's sarcasm and humiliation!

The woman was about to make another effort, but was slapped to the ground by the shopkeeper Xu who suddenly appeared!

"You hit me, you actually hit me for this little bastard?" The woman's pretty face was full of disbelief.

Shopkeeper Xu's face was sinister and his voice was cold: "Is this how you treat my son when I'm not home?"

"Bitch!" Shopkeeper Xu shouted, stepped forward, grabbed the woman, and slapped her twice in a row, leaving her face red and swollen.

"My son, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? Who do you think you are? How dare you bully my son?"

With a bang, the woman was slapped to the ground and let out a shrill scream:

"Xu Shunping, I'm going to fight you!"

Like a tigress pouncing on her prey, the woman rushed towards Manager Xu with her hair disheveled.

But men's physical fitness is far greater than that of women.

Soon, the woman was kicked to the ground again. She was unable to resist and could only lie on the ground and cry!

Shopkeeper Xu's furious expression gradually subsided, and he walked over to his son and helped him up.

Xu Zhao still found it hard to believe what he saw.

Is this really his father who is known for his mild temper?

He actually beat that woman for himself!

Xu Shunping touched his son's head and slowly held him in his arms. Tears couldn't help but flow down his cheeks: "It's Daddy's fault, it's Daddy's fault. Daddy has failed your mother and failed to treat you well!"

Xu Zhao felt the long-lost hug from his father, which was the warmth he had not felt since his mother passed away.

During those many times when he was scolded, he really thought that his father had given up on him!

This is clearly his home, yet it feels so strange.

He is obviously his father's son, but that woman calls him a little bastard!

Xu Zhao's nose felt sore, and all the grievances came up at this moment.

He hugged the long-lost warmth tightly, although he didn't know if he would have the chance to experience it again in the future!

Xu Zhao sniffed, trying to argue for his father's decision to drop him out of school yesterday. "Dad, I, I don't want to drop out. I know I'm not smart, and I will work hard. Please don't give up on me..."

He clutched his father's clothes tightly, and panic came over him again, fearing that he would hear the scolding from his father again in the next moment!

Shopkeeper Xu patted his son's shoulder and encouraged him gently, "Who said you're not smart? You're the smartest child in my heart!"