"Mom, after I got to school today, Luo Junsheng came over and indirectly asked me why I hadn't come to class for two days."

Song Qinghai's youthful face was now a picture of indescribable emotions.

"What do you mean?"

Lian Yi raised an eyebrow and asked, "She had just finished a hand treatment and was applying hand cream to her hands. Her embroidered hands needed to be well cared for; she planned to make a living from this craft."

"I said that the bruises on your face were too ugly and embarrassing, and you also beat me up. My whole body hurts, I can't get out of bed, and I stayed in bed for two days, so I was late for class."

What then?

Luo Junsheng's words were somewhat inappropriate. He said, "After all, I'm your own son. How could you be so harsh? Besides, this incident wasn't my fault to begin with; you're just making a mountain out of a molehill."

Song Qinghai sat cross-legged on the edge of the kang, fiddling with his trousers and talking.

"Hear anything?"

He's trying to drive a wedge between you and me, and he even implied that I did nothing wrong.

"If I hadn't said anything, you wouldn't have had these two days to calm down. After listening to Luo Junsheng, what would you have done?"

The ripples continued to ask.

"I would blame my mother, and I would feel that what I did to protect my older brother was right. If I encounter anyone speaking badly about my brother again, I probably would still resort to violence."

Song Qinghai looked at the ripples and said in a low voice.

“Good, you've learned to see the essence through appearances. Remember to stay away from Luo Junsheng in the future, don’t be alone with him, he appears friendly but hides a treacherous nature.”

Ripple said something else.

"Mom, do you still read fortunes?"

"I learned some basics from your late grandfather."

Ripples said nonsense with her eyes open.

"Mom, you're really deep."

Song Qinghai immediately praised.

"Alright, stop complaining. Focus your mind on studying from now on. You're already in junior three, and the middle school entrance exam is just around the corner."

"Mom, don't worry, my grades won't slip. And I'm going to work hard to get into the key class at Zhenyi Middle School."

Song Qinghai immediately said.

"You better make good on your word. Alright, get some rest. You have class tomorrow."

When ripples put the youngest son to bed, she turned her head and called her eldest grandson over to sleep. The eldest is now so well-behaved that it's unbelievable; she's willing to spoil him a little more.

Luo Junsheng, after returning home, didn't rush to do his homework. Instead, he asked his own teacher how things were going today? He basically spent the whole day around Song Qinghai and had no idea how much benefit his teacher could get.

"Today after you got close to Song Qinghai, I didn't receive any benefits."

A gruff voice sounded in Luo Jun's ear.

"How is that possible? Didn't you benefit when he was fighting?"

Luo Junsheng exclaimed in surprise.

That was last time, this time not only that, but you coming close to him also made me very uncomfortable.

The evil spirit was also a little uncertain at this time. He had a very bad feeling, and the aura on Song Qinghai was completely different from two days ago.

Then should I get closer to him?

Luo Junsheng frowned and asked.

"Let's try again tomorrow, and I'll tell you what to do then."

I understand.

Luo Junsheng only then opened the book and began to review the new lesson.

The next day, Luo Junsheng was still waiting at the alley mouth for Luo Junsheng.

The two were studying at the same school and in the same grade, but they weren't in the same class. So they made an agreement to go to school together. Song Qinghai didn't really want to refuse, and he didn't want to make it too obvious either. Just like usual, he walked towards the school with Luo Junsheng.

Halfway across the street, as the two walked together, a tractor suddenly rushed out from the intersection. Luo Junsheng just took one more step than Song Qinghai, widening the distance between them by an arm's length.

...While Song Qinghai suddenly felt his body stiffen, as if someone had nailed his feet to the ground, preventing him from even taking a few quick steps to escape.

The next second, Song Qinghai felt a warm current surging from his chest, flowing down his legs to his feet. Then, he could move his feet again. He immediately ran two quick steps and caught up with Luo Junsheng, who didn't look back, and dodged the tractor's impact.

And Luo Junsheng never looked back from the beginning to the end, seeming not to have noticed at all that his classmate had almost been in danger.

"Junsheng!"

Song Qinghai patted Luo Junsheng's shoulders heavily.

Luo Junsheng only then turned his head, and asked in surprise:

"What's wrong, Qinghai?"

"Did you see that tractor go by a while ago?"

"Heard you. What's up? Do you know the guy who drives the tractor?"

Lu Junsheng retorted.

"I don't know him, but he almost hit me just now!"

Song Qinghai said, looking unhappy.

"What? I...I didn't notice! Are you okay?"

Luo Junsheng asked in surprise.

Song Qinghai narrowed his eyes. He felt that the other party didn't seem to be lying, and then said:

Of course it's fine, don't you know who I am!

"You scared me to death."

Luo Junsheng said helplessly, and immediately pulled Song Qingdao away:

"Let's hurry, I'll pull you along so you don't get into trouble and say I didn't notice."

After this little incident, the two arrived at school and entered their respective classes.

Song Qinghai, taking advantage of early morning reading time, went to the restroom and took out the jade Buddha from his chest. When things almost went wrong, he was very clear that it was the warm flow emanating from the jade Buddha in his chest that saved him.

The Jade Buddha seemed unchanged, perhaps due to the lighting. Song Qinghai felt that the Jade Buddha lacked the luster it had when he first held it.

The school bell rang at this moment. Song Qinghai didn't have time to study the jade Buddha anymore. He stuffed it into his collar and, like a rabbit, ran back to class. He couldn't get caught by the homeroom teacher!

The other evil spirit was truly startled. It sensed spiritual energy, that pure and authentic Taoist spiritual energy. He would never mistake it. Although that spiritual energy didn't attack him, the instigator, it also proved from the side that there were people in this world who could restrain him.

He was certain that Song Qinghai had a protective artifact on him. Since it was an artifact, it must have been made by humans, which meant there were cultivators in this world. Though he didn't want to admit it, given his current state, he wouldn't be a match for this person.

So he chose to lie low, and he had already begun to consider whether he should give up this body he had so carefully chosen.

The ripples had no idea that just because of the amulet she made casually, it had already shocked the evil spirit. At this time, she was holding Beibei and Dabo together in the yard, basking in the sun.

Song Qingchuan was taking his wife, Li Juan, to the city for a change of scenery. Li Juan rarely wore a skirt, but today she had put one on and kept muttering that her waist had gotten thicker and complained about wanting to lose weight.

"Then you and Juan go to the bookstore and see if there are any books about postpartum recovery. When the time comes, I'll follow the book's instructions and make nutritious meals for you."

Ripples smiled and said.

"Thank you, Ma, for your concern. Let's go have a look."

Both of their faces were smiling. After bidding farewell to the ripples, they walked away.

Ripple said to Da Bao:

"When your second uncle is rested, let him take care of Beibei at home. Your nanny will take you for a stroll in the city and buy you some picture books."

"No, I'm fine. I'll just stay at home with my sister."