CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 87-2:

Right now, there was a bit of anxiety, fearing that Old Master Zhang would be unwilling to part with it.

On the way to find Old Master Zhang, Chun Ning hesitated several times before speaking.

"Chun Ning, if you have something to say, just say it."

Chun Nuan didn’t like this aspect of her brother’s personality. As a man, he should be more decisive.

"Sister, I think there’s something off about Uncle Luo and that Mr. Xu."

"Why do you say that?"

"Uncle Luo said inviting Mr. Xu to look at Feng Shui would require a reward of one or two silver, but because of his good relations, we only need to give six hundred wen, for the meaning of continuous luck."

"Yes, that sounds good. What’s the problem?"

"Sister, do you truly believe in Feng Shui masters? It feels baseless to me."

"Of course Feng Shui should be believed." Chun Nuan said, "You shouldn’t doubt them just because you don’t understand. Indeed, many things exist if you believe in them and don’t if you don’t. While you may not believe in Feng Shui masters, you shouldn’t doubt Uncle Luo."

Time reveals a horse’s strength and a person’s heart with time. Since arriving at this village and becoming neighbors with the Luo family, they’ve been very considerate of our family. There’s no need to suspect any trickery for a few hundred wen.

"Sister, do you think we should really let Uncle Luo handle our house repairs?"

"Certainly. Chun Ning, I have a pretty good eye for people," Chun Nuan said. "Learn from Uncle Luo. Our family will definitely expand in the future, so we won’t need to trouble him by then."

"Okay, sister, I understand. I will learn well."

After his sister’s explanation, Chun Ning realized he was judging a noble person with pettiness.

The siblings went to the Zhang Family to find Old Master Zhang.

"Miss Xiao, Mr. Xiao, please come in."

The lord had instructed that the Xiao family members were esteemed guests, so upon seeing them, the doorman rushed to announce, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Old Master Zhang had just risen from a nap at the time.

"Upon hearing that you’ve arrived, the master was in such a hurry that he buttoned his clothes wrong," Mrs. Zhang joked. "He was afraid of neglecting such distinguished guests. Chun Nuan, Chun Ning, please have a seat."

"Sorry to disturb Old Master Zhang and Mrs. Zhang."

"What are you saying about disturbance? You’re our honored guests, rare even when invited," Mrs. Zhang instructed the servants to serve good tea and hurried the kitchen to bring out the pastries.

"These pastries are made by the cook, nowhere near as good as the ones you make, Chun Nuan."

"Not at all, they’re quite fragrant. Each has its own flavor."

Mrs. Zhang chatted with Chun Nuan about the pastries.

Chun Ning... well, it seems all women love a good treat.

Seeing Mrs. Zhang with a content face, enthusiastically discussing pastries and fine foods, her spirits lifted.

His sister seemed to have forgotten the main purpose of their visit.

But on reflection, as a girl, his sister shouldn’t have to handle these kinds of matters.

"Old Master Zhang, I apologize for the intrusion. In fact, I have a favor to ask."

"Chun Ning, our families are so close. If there’s anything you need, just say it. Don’t use the word ’favor’," Old Master Zhang said. "Without you, this spring wouldn’t have been as pleasant for me."

Living so many years, Old Master Zhang felt this spring was the lightest, all thanks to following Chun Nuan’s prescriptions and instructions: no more flowers in the courtyard, no sources of allergy.

Once struggling to walk and sneezing continuously, he suddenly felt as healthy as ever; it was truly wonderful.

Often talking about it with Mrs. Zhang, he never imagined one day he would find life so easy, encountering the Xiao Family was truly a blessing in his life.

"Chun Ning, tell me, what’s the matter?"

"Old Master Zhang, it’s like this. We bought the few rooms from Aunt Zuo’s family that we used to rent. Sister says our family is large and we’d like to expand, extend the house backward. We’ve heard the land behind belongs to you, Old Master Zhang. What do you think..."

"It is indeed mine. You want to build a house there, right?"

"Yes, we hope to build several more rooms. After all, our family is large and has been quite cramped."

"Chun Ning, it’s not that I’m unwilling to give you that land, but..." Old Master Zhang thought it over and opted to be honest. "That land is not a place where just anyone can build a house."

The land is indeed good, but it chooses its owner. If the owner’s birth chart doesn’t align, there will definitely be losses, ranging from financial to personal.

Without the ability to control it, it’s simply impossible.

"I tell others it’s a graveyard, but that’s not the truth," Old Master Zhang said, treating Chun Ning like a friend in his candor. "The land chooses its owner. And I am reluctant to let it go. So when the Zuo family wanted to buy it, I refused."