Falling into the mortal world

Lan Xiaotian hadn't expected this strange needle to be so important. So he plunged back into his forging endeavors.

That evening, having nothing much to do, Lan Qingqing began studying medical books. She found the insights in these books very easy to understand. She felt there were modern elements involved, yet she couldn't find concrete evidence. Perhaps the wisdom of the ancients was simply superior; who knows?

Lan Qingqing forgot to give Lan Xiaoya the hairpin she bought in the prefectural city last time. Lan Qingqing hadn't even noticed until the move.

Now that I thought of it, I naturally wanted to put it on the little girl.

Lan Xiaoya was overjoyed to see her sister wearing the hairpin. "Sister, it's so beautiful!" she exclaimed. "Thank you, sister!" Lan Xiaoya said happily.

Lan Qingqing said somewhat embarrassedly: I bought it in the prefectural city last time, but I've been so busy these past few days that I forgot about it.

"It's alright, I understand, my sister has a lot on her plate. Sister, do you think it looks good?" She said, shaking the gilded hairpin on her head again.

"It looks beautiful," Lan Qingqing said sincerely.

Lan Qingqing put the gold bracelet on her mother's wrist, and her mother said, "Why are you wearing it? Put it away. It wouldn't be good if someone noticed it."

"Mom, we bought it to wear. What's the point of buying it if we're not going to wear it?" Lan Qingqing said.

"Yes, Mom, it looks really good on you!" Lan Xiaoya exclaimed.

Lan's mother gently tapped Lan Xiaoya's forehead and said: "Now you've learned to be glib and smooth-talking from your sister."

"Mom, no way! I'm telling the truth," Lan Xiaoya said, covering her forehead with one hand.

"Okay, okay, Mother will wear it." Mother Lan pulled her sleeves down a little; she didn't want anyone to see it. If the villagers saw it, they would be so jealous!

Lan Qingqing provided the blueprints for building the workshop and decorating the shop, while her father handled everything else. He used to frequently sell bamboo baskets at the market.

Therefore, he was perfectly capable of handling any task assigned to him by Lan Qingqing.

Lan's mother stewed the chicken and left some for Lan Qingqing. She took the rest to town for Lin's family to drink.

Lin's health was severely depleted. This was different from Lan's mother's previous condition. Lan's mother used to have a lot of pent-up emotions. Now that those emotions have dissipated, she naturally feels more energetic.

That day, Ah Er came over and reported to Lan Qingqing that the constables from the county government had come this morning. The time had been arranged: tomorrow at noon at Wanfu Restaurant, Jiazi Hall.

Okay, Lan Qingqing said she understood.

Ah Er, after giving the notification, went off to do his work.

Lan Qingqing went to the shop and saw that all the decoration items had been purchased. They were just waiting for the tiles to be ready so that they could start decorating.

Lan Qingqing plans to hire a carpenter to make some shelves, counters, sofas, and coffee tables. These items will be ready once the renovation is complete.

Lan Qingqing first went to Lan Xiaoyu's academy to check on her, as Lan Xiaoyu hadn't returned from her last day off. Lan Qingqing happened to have brought some canned food for Lan Xiaoyu.

Upon arriving at the academy, Lan Qingqing explained her purpose to the old gatekeeper.

He then led Lan Qingqing inside, and the old man led Lan Qingqing toward the academy's dormitory.

It's lunch break now. Lan Xiaoyu shouldn't be in class.

When they arrived at the dormitory, the old man called out to Lan Xiaoyu's room, and Lan Xiaoyu quickly ran over.

When Lan Xiaoyu saw that it was his older sister who had come to see him, he quickly ran to Lan Qingqing and said with a smile: "Big sister, what brings you here?"

"Of course I came to see you! And your sister brought you some delicious food." Lan Qingqing said, handing over the basket.

Lan Xiaoyu took the basket with a look of anticipation and slowly peeked through a corner of the cloth.

Lan Qingqing found it somewhat amusing to see her younger brother acting like a thief.

"If you want to open it, just open it properly. Why are you acting like a thief?" Lan Qingqing said to Lan Xiaoyu, somewhat amused.

"Sis, you don't understand. Last time, you brought me bread, and I only ate one piece; the rest were all snatched by my classmates. This time I have to keep a close eye on it, lest it get stolen before I'm even not looking." Lan Xiaoyu, holding the basket, whispered again, "Sis, is this... canned hawthorn?"

Yes, I brought you four cans. I'll send one to your teacher to try later. Too many sweets can cause cavities, so eat less. Lan Qingqing reminded him.

"Okay, sis," Lan Xiaoyu replied.

As soon as Lan Qingqing left, Lan Xiaoyu couldn't wait to try the canned food.

Lan Xiaoyu first delivered a can of food to the teacher, and then hurriedly came back to taste the food.

Lan Xiaoyu opened a can of hawthorn berries, scooped one out with a spoon, and put it in her mouth. Instantly, her eyes widened. It was so delicious!

Lan Xiaoyu carefully scooped up another spoonful and put it in her mouth, but before she could swallow it, her classmate jumped out from behind her.

"Oh! Lan Xiaoyu, you actually ate behind our backs!" The speaker was Lin Moyang, Lan Xiaoyu's classmate and roommate.

Lan Xiaoyu, you're so unfair! You didn't even invite us to eat something delicious. — Yu Shaotian, Lan Xiaotian's classmate and roommate.

You have the nerve to say that? Last time I gave you a bite of bread, you ate the rest and didn't leave me a single piece.

"Wasn't it because your bread was too delicious that I couldn't stop myself?" Yu Shaotian said somewhat embarrassedly.

I asked my dad to buy your kind of bread, but he couldn't find it. Where do you buy it from? Lin Moyang asked.

"They don't sell them outside; I made them myself. I'll bring you some next time," Lan Xiaoyu said.

"It's true," Yu Shaotian said.

“Really,” Lan Xiaoyu replied.

Lan Xiaoyu scooped up a mouthful of hawthorn and chewed it. Yu Shaotian watched Lan Xiaoyu, wondering what she was eating. Seeing how much she enjoyed it made his mouth water.

"Xiaoyu, what are you eating? Let me have a bite," Yu Shaotian said.

"Okay, then you can have a bite," Lan Xiaotian said.

"Me too, me too," Lin Moyang added.

"You can only have one bite!" Lan Xiaoyu said.

Yu Shaotian and Lin Moyang each took a spoonful and tasted it. They were immediately captivated by the deliciousness of the canned food.

Then she scooped up another spoonful, and Lan Xiaoyu quickly protected the can she was holding. Even so, the two of them still managed to snatch several more bites from her.

"Liars, you two little liars!" Lan Xiaoyu said with dissatisfaction.

"Next time, I'll have my family cook something delicious for you," Yu Shaotian said.

Come on! Your cook's skills are pretty much what they are.

Yu Shaotian chuckled twice, and Lin Moyang followed up, "Where did you buy this? I want to buy some to take back for my parents to try."

Lan Xiaoyu proudly said: "They don't sell them outside; I made them myself."

The remaining two cans were also divided up by the group the next day.

After leaving the academy, Lan Qingqing went to Yu's Carpentry Shop.

The cribs that Lan Qingqing made were finished, but had not yet been delivered to her. As soon as Lan Qingqing entered the shop, she saw the cribs she had ordered, which were placed there.

Lan Qingqing stepped forward and asked: Are these the cribs I ordered?

Upon seeing that it was Lan Qingqing, the waiter replied, "Yes. It's just finished making it, and I was planning to deliver it to you in the next couple of days."

Lan Qingqing nodded to indicate that she understood. Then she asked, "Is Master Zhang here?"

"Yes, young lady, what can I do for you, Master Zhang?" the waiter asked.

"I'd like to have some furniture made," Lan Qingqing said.

"Wait a moment, young lady." The waiter finished speaking and ran into the backyard to find Master Zhang.

Soon after, Master Zhang came out. Lan Qingqing saw that Master Zhang's head was covered in sawdust, his face was tired, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he hadn't rested well.

Lan Qingqing asked curiously: Is Master Zhang very busy?

Mr. Zhang, looking exhausted, replied: Remove the "ma".

I had a few pieces of furniture that I wanted a craftsman to make. It looks like I won't have time to do them.