PFC Chapter 9 A Mountain Falls from the Sky
Chapter 9 A Mountain Falls from the Sky
Wenwen entered the space and tried it out. She could move her hands and feet, but the pain in her body was still there. When she stood in front of the earthen slope, she was so surprised that she forgot the pain for a moment.
What lies before me?
There's no trace of the earthen slope anymore.
It's clearly a grassy slope, but with the bright sunshine and gentle breeze, it has the beauty of a modern internet-famous grassy slope.
The grassy slope is covered with lush green grass, and a path leads to the entrance of the villa.
Looking from the west side of the villa, Wenwen could see three high mountains.
It is shadowy and indistinct, carrying a sense of ethereal mystery.
There are no large trees on the mountain to the left, only low shrubs and thickets, all green and nothing particularly special about it.
The middle one was rather peculiar. The entire mountain was covered in grayish-white soil, with a large pit at the summit containing a thick, towering gray, withered tree trunk. Around the pit grew clumps of black grass, resembling ink from a distance. The grayish-white ground, dotted with black grass, resembled a traditional Chinese ink painting.
The one on the far right is more normal, with a stream and waterfall, big trees and short grass. The stream meanders from the top of the mountain all the way to the foot. There are also a few plots of land at the foot of the mountain, only the small patch at the very edge is covered with small purple flowers. Hmm, they look a bit like lavender, but I need to confirm. Not far from the foot of the mountain, there is a courtyard with two rooms.
Wenwen desperately needed to explain, so she yelled, "Thread... baby... baby..."
"I'm over here with the big gift box... uh... hiccup..."
Wenwen ran towards the large gift box and saw a small hand reaching out from inside the box, waving vigorously at her.
Upon closer inspection, good heavens! What was once a large box of spirit stones was now almost empty. Xianbao lay on his back on the pile of spirit stones, squinting in the sun, rubbing his belly with one hand and waving to him with the other.
"Master... hiccup..."
"You've eaten too much, haven't you? You can eat way too much."
"What's going on here?"
"I don't know. Suddenly three mountains appeared, and a huge tree grew on the middle mountain. Suddenly, fire fell from the sky. It was a huge fire that almost burned the whole mountain down... Uh... Then I asked Brother Tong for rain... You owe three missions."
Wenwen: …
"Three missions!!! Ah..."
"I'll help you from now on, don't be angry."
"Huff...huff...I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm not worried about having too much debt..." Wenwen comforted herself.
“Master, this is almost finished…” Xianbao clearly had something to say, but he hesitated.
"So what if you've finished eating? What's the next step?"
"You need to hurry up and practice your skills to level up, and then... um, then go find more food for me, haha... hiccup..."
"I'm illiterate, what's the point of practicing?"
Wenwen felt frustrated whenever this was mentioned. The characters here were so strange, as difficult as oracle bone script, and there were no radicals or components to decipher them.
"Since you know you're illiterate, you should try to become literate as soon as possible. Wasting time like this every day is really frustrating..."
"Wow, you're quite knowledgeable! Get your literacy covered, I understand."
Wenwen wanted to take a shortcut, "Xianbao, my grandfather's illness..."
"Don't ask me, figure it out yourself."
Wenwen: …
Since there's no other way, why not take a stroll in the mountains? You might find something interesting.
With this expectation in mind, she walked briskly towards the mountainside.
The first place I want to visit is the courtyard.
Wenwen had just stood at the entrance of the courtyard when she was pulled into the house by a force. However, she was pushed out again before she could even stay for three seconds. She tried to push the door open but couldn't.
Wenwen was completely baffled by this whole situation. What was going on?
If they won't let me in, I won't go in. I turned around and walked towards the purple flower field.
Upon closer inspection, I confirmed that the flower was not lavender, but rather a purple lily of the valley, though it seemed slightly different. I didn't know exactly what the difference was, and I didn't dwell on it.
Wenwen suddenly remembered the withered branch from the blind box. There was plenty of empty space here, so she decided to plant it here.
As soon as she thought of it, the withered branch immediately appeared in her hand.
The soil in the flower field is very loose, so digging holes is not difficult.
Without a word, Wenwen took out a dagger, dug a shallow hole in a corner of the flower field, and planted the dead branch directly in it. The hole was very close to the stream, so she simply watered it with some stream water and that was it.
Hmm, looking at the stream, I thought of the colorful stones from the blind box, so I put the stones by the stream as well.
Only then did Wenwen remember that her first blind box contained longevity pills, which she had mocked back then. Now, she treasured them like precious gems. Longevity pills, for long life, they were definitely perfect for Grandpa.
Thinking of this, he stopped patrolling the mountain and immediately went out.
When Wenwen returned to her cell, before she even opened her eyes, she could feel eyes staring at her from all around, like thorns in her back.
Not daring to waste another second, he immediately opened his eyes and sat up.
"Wen'er~~~"
"My dear Wen'er~~~"
"Little sister~~~"
"Sister~~~"
……
Her family members greeted her and were overjoyed to see that she had woken up.
Wenwen patiently greeted everyone one by one.
After confirming that she was alright, Wenwen took out a longevity pill.
"Second Aunt, look at these pills. Can Grandfather take them?"
"Hey, let me see."
My second aunt took the pill and examined it closely. Her hand suddenly trembled a little. She brought it closer to smell it and even broke off a tiny bit to taste.
"Yes, it contains precious tonic ingredients, so it's edible."
"Grandma, should we give it to Grandpa?" Wenwen thought for a moment and decided to ask her grandmother for permission.
"Give it to me, Grandma trusts you."
Without saying anything more, Wenwen handed the pills to her third uncle.
Seeing that their grandfather had taken the medicine and his complexion was gradually improving, everyone relaxed a little and either lay down or sat down.
In this prison, the Wen family members finally found a moment of peace and quiet.
Outside the prison, in the imperial court, the emperor and his ministers expressed their opinions on the Wen family's judgments, and the struggle intensified day by day. The Wen family was unaware of all this.
Wenwen now wants to put the literacy program on the agenda.
She leaned close to her grandmother and whispered, "Grandma, can the girls in our family read and write?"
It's no wonder she asked that question; she simply couldn't recall any memories of the school.
"Yes, you can. Your eldest and second eldest sisters are both renowned talents in the capital. In our family, both boys and girls can attend school. Don't let our family's many warriors fool you; we have quite a few talented women among our relatives. Your mother, your eldest and second eldest sisters... and your eldest and second aunts..."
When her aunts were mentioned, her grandmother became emotional.
"Grandma, why can't I read?"
"Uh, well, Grandma's tired. Ask your mother..."
Wenwen turned to her mother and asked, "Mother, how old was I when I learned to read?"
Madam Ren stroked Wenwen's hair, "When you were about three years old, I taught you every day, but..."
"But... am I a bit slow?"
"Nonsense, my Wen'er is not stupid."
The second sister, who was not far away and had her ears perked up, said indignantly, "It's all because of the Luo family."
Second Aunt stopped her: "Yi'er, control your temper. How old are you? Why do you still like to interrupt?"
Wenwen winked at her second sister and mouthed, "Second sister, tell me about it later."
The second sister and she were making faces at each other in front of the adults, and the grandmother couldn't stand their strange behavior.
"Go away, you two go talk over there."
Wenwen called all her brothers and sisters, big and small, to go to the corner, and they didn't forget to put a few radish heads at the very back.
My eldest sister, Wenxia, is 15 years old. She appears gentle and calm, but she is very strong-willed at heart.
My second uncle's second sister, Wenyi, is 14 years old. She has a straightforward personality, speaks her mind directly, and doesn't know how to be tactful.
My third uncle's third and fourth sisters are twins, both 10 years old, only three months older than Wenwen. The three sisters look exactly alike, and strangers can't tell them apart.
The third sister, Wenqiong, is very quiet and rarely speaks. When she does speak, it can be incredibly rude and hurtful.
Fourth sister Wenhong is vain, impulsive, talkative, and a master at sabotaging others. Whenever the sisters go out, she and Mai Suisui are always the first to rush in and start a fight.
My third uncle's fourth brother, Wen Chengfeng, is 12 years old and a real character.
Everyone started sharing information with Wenwen, and the situation became a little out of control at one point.
My third uncle and third brother kept a close watch on the iron gate, constantly reminding me.
"Hey, keep your voices down..."
"This guy, his whole family is in jail..."
"That's right, everyone has a pretty good idea..."
"Ugh……"
The older siblings couldn't help but laugh, their faces turning bright red.
The elders looked at each other, deeply worried, "Look at these children, what are we going to do..."
Wenwen also had three lines on her forehead. If she weren't in jail, her older brothers and sisters would probably have beaten the storyteller to a pulp.
After listening to her older siblings' explanations, Wenwen summarized and drew a conclusion.
When she was five years old, she went to a banquet at the Luo family's house with her sisters. While playing, she wandered out of everyone's sight and accidentally entered the room of Luo Yingpei, the youngest daughter of the Luo family. There was no one in the room at the time, except for a big dog guarding the door. When the dog saw her, it pounced on her. Wenwen couldn't dodge in time and fell, injuring her head.
When she woke up, she was unresponsive and spoke slowly. Her family consulted numerous doctors, but they were unable to fully cure her.
Sometimes she reacts quickly and sometimes slowly. Her family seeks medical help while taking meticulous care of her. Her grandfather, father, uncles, and brothers pay special attention to her physical exercise, taking turns teaching her every single day.
The women took her everywhere they went without the slightest hint of dislike. Instead, she caused them a lot of trouble, and it was always the older women who were punished, while she never suffered any injustice.
When she was seven years old, her grandmother led the family to pray to the gods and Buddhas. They encountered Abbot Yuanwu, who was returning from his travels. The abbot came to her house to treat her illness and gave the Wen family eight words before leaving: "Wait quietly for the soul to return, may you live a long and healthy life."
From then on, his family treated him even better, guarding him like the apple of their eye.
Wenwen suddenly understood: So that's how it is. No wonder my memory was so confused. I'm starting to make sense of it now.
As Wenwen listened to the past and saw everyone's concern for her, she imagined the effort her family had put in to protect and guide her over the past five years, and her heart was filled with gratitude.
She secretly made several resolutions.
At the same time, he pondered the difficulties at hand.