Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2446: A Semblance of a Home

Chapter 2446: A Semblance of a Home

As for the rest, she would take her time buying them.

Finally, there was a semblance of a home.

The aunt next door gave Ning Shu some freshly picked vegetables

Ning Shu accepted them with a smile. The people here appeared to be friendly.

“Zhenzhen, let’s live here for now,” Ning Shu said while changing the diaper.

The child waved her hands, gurgled, and put her fist in her mouth.

Saliva covered her hand.

After changing the diaper, Ning Shu carried the child on her back as she loosened the soil in front of the house and built a fence to plant vegetables.

Ning Shu borrowed some seeds from the aunt next door and planted them.

Ning Shu felt that she was really versatile. She was capable of fighting, farming, and cooking.

So skilled! ︿(￣︶￣)︽(￣︶￣)︿.

When there was nothing to do, Ning Shu would transfer a bit of spiritual energy into Zhenzhen’s body as it could strengthen her body and reduce illness.

Ning Shu’s life became smooth and steady. She either grew vegetables and raised her child or went to the mountains to collect herbs.

Occasionally, people would come to see Ning Shu. Most of them were married women.

If they didn’t have the money to pay for the consultation, they would give Ning Shu a basket of vegetables or a small piece of meat.

Ning Shu accepted them without saying anything. It didn’t matter if the payment was small. She was just afraid that these people would take it for granted. She still had to raise a child, so she didn’t have the time to work for free.

Over time, Ning Shu became familiar with the women in the village.

Every time there was an occasion, they would invite Ning Shu to go to town for a stroll.

Ning Shu bought some white paper. She also bought writing brushes and an inkstone and took them home. Then she cut the white paper and sewed the pieces into a book.

Ning Shu planned to write down the symptoms of some common diseases and how to treat them.

Liu Xiaoya could depend on this to make a meager living when she came back.

Ning Shu was able to gain a foothold in this village because of her craft. After all, it was hard for any mortal to never get sick.

It wasn’t that people didn’t talk about Ning Shu behind her back, but when facing Ning Shu, they still had to be polite.

Doctors could kill just as many as they could save.

Ning Shu sometimes stared in the direction of White Cloud Temple. She had originally wanted to visit it, but she considered the fact that the old Taoist priest knew about her past.

Now that her ident.i.ty as a widow had been deeply rooted in people’s minds and there was a wave of sympathy all around, there was no need to disrupt her current stable life.

She would give Liu Zhenzhen a stable and smooth-sailing life.

This place was very nice. There weren’t many people and it was away from all the clamor.

She had already broken free of the Li family and when she left, she had also given them a nice parting gift.

What made Ning Shu most pleased was that there were many mountains and dense forests close by that were rich in resources.

Ning Shu could occasionally hunt some rabbits to eat. Additionally, the surroundings were abundant in spiritual energy, which made Ning Shu’s cultivation very smooth.

Peace and tranquility: this was probably what Liu Xiaoya wanted.

She wanted to stand on her own feet without needing to look at other people’s faces.

She wouldn’t be scared half to death by an elusive ghost husband every day, and she didn’t have to tremble in fear within the Li family.

The wealth and honor of the Li family were something Liu Xiaoya would never be able to enjoy. In life, whenever you wanted to obtain something, you would have to lose something in return.

Since Liu Xiaoya’s ident.i.ty was embarra.s.sing and lowly, who would care about her?

She was nothing more than someone who had been bought with just ten taels of silver.

Ning Shu didn’t go to White Cloud Temple, but the people from White Cloud Temple came to the village.

Ning Shu saw the sage-like old Taoist priest. A breeze blew the hem of his clothes. He looked like he wanted to ride the wind with the pose he was striking.

Ning Shu greeted him with a bright smile, “Taoist priest.”

When the old Taoist priest saw Ning Shu, his expression instantly cracked. He could not help but stare at Ning Shu and it took a long time before he asked, “Why are you here?”