Chapter 13: 13

Chapter 13 These are all things that are of little value

“Grandpa, Grandma, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Brother, wait for me.”

Nian Nian put the ferret down and ran out clutching the flash drive. She went to the car and run back carrying a bag.

“My goodness, little princess, how heavy is this? Quick, let third uncle help you carry it.”

Si Xinghe hurriedly went over and picked up the bag.

Then looked down in confusion. This bag seemed heavier than when he was in Quan Yuan Town before?

Nian Nian, who couldn’t lie, dropped her head sheepishly.

These were all things from the Taoist temple, which she had put into the system space when she met Bunny on her way down the mountain, and had just quietly taken them out again in the car and put them in the bag.

“Little Nian Nian, what’s in here?” Si Muen asked with a smile.

Only then did Nian Nian put that touch of guilt aside and walk forward, opening the bag.

“Master said that it is impolite not to reciprocate when someone gives me gifts, so I have to give something in return, but I don’t have any money, only these. I hope grandpa, grandma, second uncle, third uncle and big brother won’t dislike it.”

Then, in his hand, Master Si had an additional thousand-year-old ancient painting that had long been extinct.

In the hands of Old Madam Si was an additional antique coloured glaze jade.

Si Xiyou was in a daze as he held an extinct medical book that had been lost for hundreds of years.

Si Xinghe weighed the box full of jewels in his arms, unable to believe his eyes.

Si Muen swallowed silently as he gripped a three-star crystal stone.

……

“Nian Nian, these are ….”

Si Xinghe was the first to come back to his senses.

He was the one who knew the little princess best here. She had only come down from the mountain after the death of her master and was penniless and couldn’t even fill her stomach, so what was this now?

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There were enough things here to buy a large shopping mall, right?

Nian Nian pursed her lips, her little head hanging slightly, a little shy.

“I know these aren’t worth anything, but they are the only things I can give you now. When I earn money, I will buy better gifts for grandpa, grandma, second uncle, third uncle and brother!”

Lifting her head, her delicate little face was full of sincerity.

For this matter of making money, Nian Nian had always been very serious.

The Si family members looked at each other before pulling Nian Nian to the sofa to sit down.

“Little Nian Nian, tell third uncle, how many more of such things do you have in your Daoist temple?” Si Xinghe asked.

The others also looked at Nian Nian with scorching gazes.
Nian Nian shook her head, “There are none left. Except for the ones that were buried with Master, they are all here.”

Si Xiyou held the medical book lovingly, then he noticed that there was actually a four-square mark on the cover, very deep, as if it had been pressed by something for a long time.

“The table at the Taoist temple always shakes, making it impossible for me to meditate on my calligraphy, so Master used it to pad the foot of the table.”

Si Xinghe also found that each of the jewels in the box was covered with some dirt, and some even had green moss.

“I dug these out of the path of the Taoist temple. Every time it rained, that path became potholed so master used these stones to smooth the path.”

Si Muen also smelled the three-star crystal stones in his hand and found that there was a very strange smell on it.

“Master likes to pickle some of his wild vegetables to eat, but he needs a stone to hold it down. I took this one out of the jar of pickles.”

“What about this one in Grandma’s hand?” Old Madam Si pointed to the antique coloured glaze jade in her hand.

Nian pursed her lips, her voice a little lower, “The wall of the Taoist temple has a hole in it, it was used to fill it before.”

Everyone: “……”

Old Master Si’s hand trembled as he held the thousand year old painting, “Little Nian Nian, this painting….”

“Master said that this painting could neither be used to paste the wall nor pad the table and was of no use at all, so he left it in the miscellaneous room, but I found that it wasn’t all useless. Thanks to it I was able to dig those stones from the ground.”

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