Picked Up A Husband For Farming

Chapter 197: Interpreting the Lot

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Qiao Yanhui nodded.

Xu Qing couldn’t help but exclaim. If they came in time for the holidays, wouldn’t it be as crowded as the Moon Elder Gathering?

“Most of the people who come here are women. They’re here to pray for marriage and children. As you know, there are more women in our country. Moreover, there are also people from other countries who came because of its reputation,” Qiao Yanhui said again.

Xu Qing nodded. It seemed like it was really quite famous.

The family continued to walk in. Teng Nian and Xun Fen followed closely behind to prevent anyone from ambushing them.

However, to Xu Qing’s surprise, even though she was standing beside Qiao Yanhui and he was carrying three children, some women still tried to hit on him.

Xu Qing watched as the young female students discussed it with each other. Then, the girl with the most enchanting figure pretended to lose her balance and was about to throw herself at Qiao Yanhui. They were probably thinking that Qiao Yanhui would definitely put down the children and help the young and beautiful girl up.

However, Qiao Yanhui dodged her and kicked the young girl down the stone stairs. There were people coming and going behind her, so the girl fell into the arms of a group of men.

The scene was quite comical. There were always people who wanted to take shortcuts with their looks, but shortcuts were not that easy. If they didn’t do things the right way, they would suffer sooner or later.

Xu Qing’s dissatisfied expression was replaced by mirth. She had no sympathy for that girl. After all, she had chosen the path herself. She wouldn’t be nice to someone who wanted to snatch her husband and her children’s father. She hugged Qiao Yanhui’s arm and smiled happily.

“Dad, don’t let them get so close to us next time!” This time, his second son said with a straight face and was very dissatisfied, because he had almost been suffocated by that woman’s perfume just now! He didn’t understand. Why couldn’t everyone smell more refreshing? Wasn’t she afraid of attracting bees?

When Qiao Yanhui saw that his usually gentle second son was dissatisfied, he said dotingly, “Alright, I’ll listen to you. Everyone within three meters has to scram!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the secret guards guarding Qiao Yanhui’s family secretly threw out stones, tripping all the women near Qiao Yanhui.

Instantly, the scene was a little chaotic, but Qiao Yanhui and his family still continued to walk calmly.

Looking at the empty space beside Qiao Yanhui, everyone could tell that Qiao Yanhui had done it. They wanted to go forward and argue with him, but seeing Qiao Yanhui’s murderous expression, they didn’t dare to. They were all commoners who had never seen blood in their lives. How could they withstand the intimidation of the War God?

When Xu Qing and the others finally arrived at the top of the mountain, Xu Qing gazed at the solemn temple as she listened to the ancient bell. She felt deep veneration for Buddha.

Qiao Yanhui stood at the side and said gently, “I’ll bring you to see someone later.”

Xu Qing nodded.

In the hall of the Huashan Temple, the sound of wooden fish and the chanting of sutras intertwined. The smell of incense filled the hall, making people feel calm, as if no matter how loud the commotion was, they would feel peace of mind.

Xu Qing’s family naturally paid their respects to Buddha and burned incense. Xu Qing even shook the lot and handed the lot to an expert to interpret. However, when the expert saw it, he shook his head helplessly. “Only our host can interpret this. Please move to the side hall.”

Xu Qing was a little surprised. She didn’t expect the lot she randomly picked to be so difficult to interpret. She turned around and looked at Qiao Yanhui before nodding and following the little monk to the side hall.

The little monk brought Xu Qing to a quiet and elegant inner room. The moment they entered, they saw a Sanskrit screen. Further in, there was a small Buddha statue with an incense table below. There was an incense table beside it, and there were seats on both sides with a futon in the middle.

As Xu Qing held the bamboo stick, she looked at the empty temple hall in confusion.

Finally, when she was sure that there was no one around, she was about to turn around and leave when she heard a respectful voice say, “Since you’re here, are you willing to leave without resolving your doubts?”

Xu Qing turned around and saw a kind-looking old monk in his sixties or seventies walk in.

Xu Qing respected such people very much, so she clasped her hands and bowed to the old monk. “Greetings, Master.”

“Female Patron, please sit!” The old monk pointed at a chair at the side and said.

Xu Qing smiled and nodded as she walked over to sit down. However, just as she was about to give him the lot in her hand, she saw the old monk shake his head with a smile. Then, he poured her a cup of tea. “Please have a drink!”