She became a god

Wen Xichun went into the mountains again in the fifth month of the lunar calendar, exactly two months after her last trip.

A major event occurred in Xihe Village in the past two months.

Grandma Li, who was skilled at tailoring clothes in the village, contracted diabetes and suffered a stroke, falling into a coma.

Granny Li was widowed at a young age, and her only daughter, Li Jinzhu, married into the family. However, once the son-in-law recognized his ancestors, he abandoned his mother-in-law and his wife and daughter and went to the city to enjoy a life of luxury.

Li Jinzhu was also a fool. At that time, she was pregnant and thought that she would give birth to a boy to make the unfaithful man change his mind.

After ten months of pregnancy, the baby was born, but the mother lost her life.

It's pitiful that Granny Li, a kind-hearted woman, did good deeds all her life, yet she lost her husband early and her son in middle age.

In his old age, instead of enjoying a peaceful retirement, he had to worry about the two children left behind by his daughter.

Grandma Li's family doesn't have many relatives in Xihe Village, and even fewer are willing to spend money to take her to see a doctor.

Wen Xichun hesitated for a long time, but when she thought of how Grandma Li would use her extra fabric to sew a single garment for herself every year for free, she finally took Grandma Li to the clinic in the county town and paid the treatment fee.

Despite more than a month of treatment and spending five taels of silver, Granny Li still could not be saved.

Granny Li died on the first day of May.

Her withered hand rested on Wen Xichun's rough and strong hand. "Xichun, you are a good girl. I only made you an extra layer of clothing, and you are so concerned about this old woman."

"Thank you, old woman. I'm dying, but my two grandsons are still young. They're so pitiful. Their mother is dead, their father is unreliable, and they don't have any good relatives. I'm begging you, after I die, please take good care of them for me."

Looking into the cloudy eyes on the hospital bed, Wen Xichun said, word by word, "I only owe you a little favor."

Grandma Li smiled bitterly, "Xichun, just think of them as two puppies, and that's enough."

After a long while, so long that Grandma Li's eyelids could no longer stay open, she finally saw Wen Xichun nod.

Wen Xichun disliked holding funerals; they were too much trouble.

In her view, once a person is dead, burying them in the ground is troublesome enough, so why bother doing those unnecessary and useless things?

But others don't seem to think that way.

The only consolation was that the food at the funeral banquet seemed to taste pretty good and had a wide variety of dishes.

However, the thought that this feast was funded with her own savings made Wen Xichun feel no comfort at all.

She didn't like children, but luckily the two children didn't seem to like her either.

So Wen Xichun left some food and cured meat for the two children, and then went back into the mountains.

During this trip into the mountains, Wenxi Chun not only marked areas where wild animals were frequently seen, but also paid attention to which fruit trees had the sweetest wild fruits.

Therefore, she walked a little slower than the last time she went into the mountains.

However, she gained a lot along the way.

May is the season for animals to breed and mate, but this is also a time when thunderstorms, strong winds, and torrential rains are frequent.

Wenxi Chun didn't even have time for a picnic on the mountain before she got soaked to the bone.

She dared not linger any longer. The mountains were rainy and the soil was loose. If she walked too slowly, she would easily fall into the mud, which was a minor matter. She was more afraid of encountering a flash flood.

However, when Wen Xichun stood on the bridge and looked back at the deep mountains, he couldn't help but feel regret.

This time, she couldn't even manage to see her.

For some reason, Wen Xichun instinctively became certain that her straw bear must be female.

This feeling came out of nowhere, yet Wen Xichun accepted it calmly.

The rain stopped the next day, and Wen Xichun went to town to sell her game and bought a pound of icing sugar, which cost her sixty coins.

You should know that a peck of rice costs only five coins, and the money for one pound of frosting can buy 150 pounds of rice.

In the Jiang Kingdom, each farmer's annual income was about 1800 coins. A family that could save 1000 coins, or one tael of silver, in a year could be considered to be very good at managing their household.

Wen Xichun had saved fifty taels of silver over the past ten years, on and off. She earned a lot and ate a lot, but she was not particular about food and did not deliberately pursue gourmet food. This is how she was able to accumulate such a substantial amount of savings.

However, the medical treatment and funeral arrangements for Granny Li cost her six taels of silver. Today was also the big market day in Xihe Town, and she bought a lot of things, spending a considerable amount of money.

Fortunately, we caught a lot of game yesterday and sold it for one tael of silver.

After Wen Xichun purchased the supplies, she still had forty-four taels of silver left in her savings.

She thought to herself, "I need to hunt even harder from now on!"

Frosting is so expensive, and Straw Bear loves sweets so much, if she wanted to raise a Straw Bear, she might have to spend three taels of silver a year just on frost.

Wen Xichun chartered an oxcart to move all the supplies back to the east wing of the dilapidated temple.

She hesitated about whether to buy a mule cart, but it was too conspicuous, so she decided to think about it later!

When she returned to the dilapidated temple, she found that the straw on the floor of the east wing was particularly messy.

Looking up, I saw that all the cured meat hanging on the roof beams was gone.

Wen Xichun frowned and went to find where she had put the silver. Fortunately, the silver had not been taken.

But the east wing was no longer safe, so Wen Xichun had no choice but to put the silver in her pocket for the time being.

Who on earth dares to touch her things?

When she was younger, it wasn't that no one wanted to take advantage of her.

But as Wen Xichun grew older and stronger, and after news of her beating up a group of unruly children a few years ago spread, the villagers avoided her whenever possible.

Who would be so foolish as to make a move on her?

Wen Xichun first went to the village chief, but the old village chief had always disliked her and refused to get involved in the matter.

But Wen Xichun never expected this heartless old man to suddenly develop a conscience; she was just there to inform him.

What they really needed the old man to do was something else.

"You want to buy that blue brick house at the end of the village?"

Not far from the dilapidated temple, there was a set of blue brick houses. Wen Xichun climbed up a tree and saw that there were four rooms. The courtyard was neither big nor small, but the courtyard wall was high enough.

Wen Xichun had wanted to buy it for a long time, but she knew the importance of keeping her wealth out of sight.

This robbery, however, made her realize that pretending to be poor was useless.

What is supposed to come will still come.

Why not just live in a nice house?

Although I had lived in the dilapidated temple for a long time and developed an attachment to it, it was still a dilapidated temple, so how good could the environment be?

It can't compare to that four-room house.

Moreover, with the temple gate wide open, it would be easy for people to discover that she was raising straw bears.

A brick house with a yard is still the best.

"I want to buy a house, and I want that one."

Village chief Li Si said, "Okay, but you need fifteen taels of silver for the seller, three taels for me, and two taels for the government to process the paperwork."

Wen Xichun sneered, "Fifteen taels for the whole package."

The two fell silent, remaining locked in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, Li Si gave in to the Rakshasa woman, "Fine!"

"Rakshasa Girl" was the nickname given to Wen Xichun by the villagers because this little girl always smelled of blood and had a face like a demon.

After completing the formalities, Wen Xichun moved house quickly, personally building a high wall around the courtyard, purchasing some furniture, and buying a mule cart.

After this ordeal, Wen Xichun's purse suffered, leaving him with only twenty taels of silver.

On this day, Wen Xichun was sharpening arrows in preparation for his next trip into the mountains when he heard loud knocking on the door and the wailing of a child.

"If you don't come out now, I'll sell your younger brother and sister to slave traders!"