CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 41

The changes in Da Fu were indeed noticeable. His frame was relatively large, but he used to be skinny, and his skin had always been a dark tone, with a sickly bluish-black tint.

Now, not only had he become much more robust, but his dark complexion had turned into a healthier wheatish hue. Although he still appeared simple-minded, he now seemed trustworthy.

At this time, Cui Hua’s complexion was sallow, her body emaciated, and her clothes, though clean, were faded and worn, perhaps predating Xiao Hua’s birth by many years.

"I thought you looked familiar just now, but I didn’t dare believe it for a moment... Auntie, before you got married, every time I visited you at Grandma’s, you always had such a radiant smile, looking much better than you do now!"

Tears welled up in Da Fu’s eyes, "How could it have come to this? When you got married back then, you seemed so happy! Are they treating you badly? Auntie, I’ll stand up for you!"

Cui Hua quickly waved her hand, "No, I’m doing quite well..."

Upon witnessing this scene, Meili was startled in her heart. Could it be that her sister-in-law had connections with someone important?

Having a knack for gossip, she knew this woman carrying a pot was the Sect Leader of the Qian Ding Sect, and those who traveled with the Sect Leader’s children were surely disciples of the Sect Leader!

They were all cultivators! Her sister-in-law’s ancestral tomb must be smoking, having a child able to cultivate!

But, Da Fu?

Meili furrowed her brows, asking Cui Hua, "Is he Da Fu? Isn’t that man from Zhao Village Da Fu’s uncle?"

Cui Hua subtly wiped the tears from her eyes, cautiously placing a hand on Da Fu’s shoulder, "Looking at you, it seems your uncle treats you well? Did he send you to the Qian Ding Sect for cultivation? Without telling me, no wonder..."

She abruptly cut her words short, and bowed to Chen Muxue, "Thank you, Sect Leader, for accepting my nephew. My sister and brother-in-law passed suddenly, leaving only this one bloodline. I hope you will look after him."

Upon hearing this, Da Fu’s ever-simple face displayed anger for the first time, but he clenched his fists, unable to speak.

Da Gui, who’d been quietly observing the situation, sensed something amiss. With wide, innocent eyes, he asked, "Sect Leader, what are they talking about? Wasn’t Da Fu, like me, sold by our uncle and aunt? When you saved us, they even said they wanted to chop off our limbs and sell us into a troupe to perform acrobatics that those officials loved to watch!"

Hearing this, Cui Hua’s face turned deathly pale. She looked at Da Fu as if hoping for something.

However, Da Fu kept his head down, biting hard on his lip, his eyes red.

"So your name really is Da Fu? When the Sect Leader bought us from the traffickers, she asked what our plans were, I said I wanted a great fortune, so she named us Da Fu and Da Gui. Who knew you were indeed called Da Fu! Hahaha!"

Da Gui seemed to be telling a joke, but as he recalled back to that time, although smiling, tears welled in his eyes.

Chen Muxue reached out to pat Da Gui’s head. Although she had no memories of the original host when she transmigrated, seeing Da Gui laugh and cry while speaking, inexplicable scenes appeared in her mind.

She sighed, explaining to Cui Hua, "I’m sorry, sister-in-law. Da Fu and Da Gui were bought by me back then from the traffickers. They were so emaciated from hunger, and because they couldn’t be sold, the traffickers beat them half to death. I couldn’t stand it, so I saved them."

Cui Hua seemed to have her last defense shattered, unable to control herself, collapsing onto the ground, "But—"

"Sister-in-law, you’ve been deceived for so long." Meili half-covered her face, trying to hide her schadenfreude.