A master of metaphysics is farming.

Outside the Wang family mansion, Xiang He looked up at the mansion.

Xing Ji stood beside her, his heart filled with a newfound longing: Could it be that she had truly fallen for Young Master Wang?!

Xiang He was unaware of his suspicions, her gaze fixed on the mansion above. "Xing Ji, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to climb over the wall in broad daylight?"

"..." Xing Ji's thoughts instantly wandered, "Miss, I don't think this is a good idea..."

Not to mention that they couldn't hide their figures in broad daylight, even the occasional passerby in the vicinity would spot them at a glance, making it pointless for them to climb the wall...

"alright."

Xiang Henu took a few steps back and walked along the outer wall for a while. A breeze brushed past his face, and he suddenly felt a sticky smell in the wind. A cold sensation instantly enveloped his body. It seemed that this was the courtyard where Old Madam Wang lived.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he formed a mudra with his hands in front of his abdomen, muttering a phrase softly. The chill in his body vanished instantly.

He waved his hands a few times and turned around, saying, "Alright, let's go to the West Market."

Xing Ji looked puzzled. "Won't you take another look, young lady?"

"No need. I'm going to the West Market to buy some things. We still need to heat the stove at home today, so I need to go back early."

Xing Ji wanted to say something more, but he was just a guard and it wasn't appropriate for him to ask too many questions, so he could only suppress his thoughts and follow.

The two went to the West Market and bought a lot of things. Xing Ji carried things in both hands and had a large bag in front of him, while Xiang He leisurely walked ahead carrying her fabric. Sure enough, you need to bring a man when you go shopping, so someone can carry the things and lead the way.

Xing Ji followed behind without complaint or regret. When the passing people saw this, they gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

As they walked into the mountains outside the city, a private school stood out prominently. A carriage was parked outside the door, where He Sui'an and Xiang Yang, the two siblings, waited with their hands clasped in the distance.

Xing Ji first put the things on the carriage, while Xiang He took out a cloth bag, glanced back at Xiang Yang and Xiang Yun, and said, "You two get on the carriage first and wait inside."

The two blinked and nodded. After they went up, Xiang He took out two pieces of yellow paper from inside, and then took out the cinnabar that he couldn't bear to buy. He dipped the tip of his brush in the cinnabar and wrote a character on it in one stroke.

He Sui'an watched her carefully blow on the dried hair and laughed, "Are you... drawing a talisman?"

“Yes,” she said, folding the bag into a triangle after drying it and handing it to Zhu Nan. “Please give this to Wang Rongxing, the eldest son of the Wang family, and tell him that it was given to him by Miss Xiang who sells big cats. Keeping it by the old lady’s side can help alleviate her symptoms.”

Zhu Nan accepted it with some skepticism, "What if Young Master Wang doesn't believe me and doesn't want it?"

"Hmm... If it doesn't work within a day, just let him throw it away; if it works miraculously, he can come to Xiangjia Village to find me."

"Yes."

Zhu Nan accepted the order and left quickly. He Sui'an smiled and his narrow eyes looked long and slender. "Young Master Wang, has something happened? You even personally drew a talisman for him."

Xiang He lowered her voice as much as possible, "It's his old lady who's been possessed by evil spirits. I'm busy with something today, otherwise I would have liked to go and solve the problem myself and make some quick money."

I bought quite a few things today, spending several hundred coins. Money really flies...

Why couldn't she just wear the whole outfit? She already has tons of silver jewelry and powerful weapons on her body...

Seeing her worried expression, He Sui'an got into the carriage first, "Aren't you in a hurry to get home?"

"Oh! We have to hurry back to the kitchen. If we don't go back all night, Father and Mother must be worried."

She quickly slipped inside and pushed her purchases into a corner so as not to block anyone's view.

Xing Ji pulled on the reins, and the horse slowly moved away from the private school.

Inside the carriage, He Sui'an, Xiang Yang, and Xiang Yun appeared very reserved and dared not speak much.

Seeing their nervousness, Xiang He pointed to their cloth bags and asked, "Why don't you two read for a while?"

"oh oh!"

They hurriedly rummaged through their cloth bags. This was Xiang He's suggestion; Su Shi had personally made the bags from Xiang He's outgrown clothes so they could easily carry their things.

Xiangyang and Xiangyun silently read their books, while Xianghe picked up the fabric and stroked it, saying, "The fabric from Xiangranfang is really slippery."

Seeing her constantly stroking and praising, He Sui'an gently squeezed her right hand, which was resting on her knee, and said, "The most famous dye house in this city is Xiang Ran Fang. Are you buying this fabric to take back and make clothes?"

"I guess so, but it also has its uses."

The two chatted occasionally as the carriage steadily made its way towards their village, arriving back around 11:00 AM.

When the villagers saw the carriage from last night, they all craned their necks to look curiously. Xiang Huiying, who had been waiting outside her house, saw the carriage and hurriedly ran up to it, exclaiming, "Is He'er back?"

Xing Ji nodded, and Xiang Huiying stepped forward with great joy to lift the carriage curtain, "Oh! Little Yangyun is back too, come down home quickly, your Eighth Uncle and Eighth Aunt are waiting!"

"Seventh Sister".

Xiang He handed the things out, Xiang Huiying took them, and the group each carried some and hurried home.

The carriage stopped next to the one that had brought people over the night before. The coachman found some fresh grass to feed the horses, and Xing Ji tied the reins around them. "You stay here and watch over things. The young master will be going back later."

"Yes."

As they passed by Xiang Lao Si's house, the gate was wide open, and they could see Yu Shi busy inside. Xiang Lianhua was kneeling in the courtyard, her face pale and her eyes swollen from crying.

She's probably been kneeling since last night, but the whole family is only focused on Xiang Fusheng right now, and no one wants to pay any attention to her.

Perhaps because the gaze had been following for too long, Xiang Lianhua inside sensed something, sniffed, and turned her head to look out, just in time to meet Xiang He's eyes.

She saw the people around Xiang He clearly, her eyes filled with resentment, and she gritted her teeth, making her jaw clench. Anyone could see the anger in her eyes at that moment.

Xiang He blinked, waved to her, and turned to continue walking home.

This action enraged Xiang Lianhua. Her hands clenched into fists, her pale face gradually turning red, and her eyes radiated a murderous glint. If she hadn't been forced to kneel as punishment, she would have already rushed out to entangle with Xiang He.

“Why…why!”

She struggled to suppress her anger, silently lamenting the injustice she had suffered.

Meanwhile, at Xiang He's house, which had already returned home, there was a joyful atmosphere. She had instructed Su Shi on the time and had already placed a new broom outside the door to sweep away the old and welcome the new.

Bringing a wooden ladder into the house symbolizes rising step by step.

Pots and pans are placed inside the house, signifying a thriving family.

New firewood is placed in the cabinet in the main room, and wealth is entered first.

Boil a kettle of water, and wealth will flow in.

A large vat drips water through a fully opened window, symbolizing the rise and fall of auspicious energy.

……

These were all explained to Xiang He first. Su Shi didn't understand these rules, and since Xiang He couldn't do this work himself, Su Shi did it at the appointed time.

As soon as everyone entered the house, Madam Su brought out the dumplings she had cooked that morning. Fourth Aunt and Xiang Wenxuan also came in one after another, each bringing vegetables or other odds and ends they had grown themselves.

Today is a joyous occasion for Xiang He's family as they move into their new home. Xiang Lao Si's family stays by the window, and their laughter and chatter can be heard from afar.

Some are happy while others are sad, separated only by a large rice paddy.

Xiang He sat in her favorite spot on the outermost side. The weeds in front of her had been cleared away, and she could see the golden rice fields shining brightly, which was truly a feast for the eyes.

Xiang Huiying sat beside her, eating dumplings from her bowl, and said, "Your family is finally doing well, and things will only get better from here on out."

“Of course,” Xiang He handed her two bolts of cloth from the stool next to him. “You can use these two bolts of cloth to make clothes or anything else, but you must embroider your favorite pattern on them.”

"Wha...what?"