Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 676 - 675: 1 Tael of Silver is Too Little for Severing Ties

Chapter 676: Chapter 675: 1 Tael of Silver is Too Little for Severing Ties

Families with many children started to become more and more eager.

Especially the family with only daughters, they pushed their girls to the front: "Daoist Master, there’s no distinction between males and females for Daoist disciples, right?"

Wu Chenzi smiled: "Indeed, there is no distinction between males and females. What gender difference could there be in front of the Patriarch?"

This statement excited the villagers even more.

Keeping a daughter at home was inherently not very useful; even if she grew up for a bridal price, it was uncertain whether she could fetch a tael of silver. They were considered a loss, while only sons were the workforce to support the family.

Now, as long as they were chosen by Bi Xia Temple, they would receive a tael of silver as a severance fee—that was truly wonderful!

In the village, Li Zhaodi, who got along well with Jiang Yao, asked her softly: "Will your family let Mianmian go to become a little Daoist disciple? I’m thinking of letting our Zhaodi go."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yao frowned.

Mianmian was the treasure of their couple; how could they possibly exchange their daughter for money?

As for becoming a Daoist disciple, who knew if it was reliable? These Daoist Priests said they wouldn’t lack food, but once the children were in their hands, who knew how they’d be treated?

"Zhaodi’s mother, I think it’s better not to. Cherish your own child. Your family can also afford to feed Zhaodi, so why send her away?"

Zhaodi’s mother saw that Jiang Yao was unwilling and pursed her lips, turning to discuss the matter with another family.

Wu Chenzi gave the villagers a chance to talk amongst themselves, and after waiting a while, he spoke again: "It seems that everyone has made a decision. Those who are willing to have their children taken as disciples, please stand on this side. Those who are not willing, please stand on that side."

The villagers quickly split into two groups.

On Jiang Yao’s side, there were only three families.

Mianmian cautiously raised her head, making sure the person who hurt Ermao wasn’t looking at her, and carefully asked her father: "Daddy, what are a Master and a disciple?"

Su Senqi explained, and gently told his daughter: "Children who become disciples will leave with these Daoist Priests."

Upon hearing this, Mianmian’s gaze fell on the friends she played well with.

Her friends would leave with the Daoist Priests who had harmed Ermao; wouldn’t they be harmed too?

She gripped Su Senqi’s clothes tighter, her eyes filled with panic: "Daddy, can we prevent them from going? Can we not let them go?"

Right in front of Su Senqi was a young Daoist Priest, whose gaze fell on Mianmian’s frightened face, and suddenly, a spark of light flashed in his eyes.

Su Senqi noticed this and quickly pressed his daughter’s face into his embrace: "It’s okay, it’s okay, Mianmian behave. The Daoist Master said, one must have fate to be chosen."

As expected, many children were not selected. The chosen children stood behind Wu Chenzi. At this point, the young Daoist Priest who had been staring at Mianmian walked over to Wu Chenzi and whispered something to him.

Upon hearing it, Wu Chenzi’s eyes also lit up.

He took a big step to Su Senqi’s front and smiled: "What may I call this young man?"

Su Senqi replied coldly: "Su Senqi."

"A fine name indeed, when you were born, did anyone tell you that you lacked wood in your five elements?"

Su Senqi nodded coldly.

Indeed, this name was given to him by his parents after hearing he lacked wood in his five elements; they reportedly spent half a tael of silver on it.

"Your child, she happens to be fated with my Daoist practice, a naturally gifted seedling." Wu Chenzi stared at Mianmian, his eyes full of satisfaction, "I am destined to have such a disciple in my life. I wonder if you, young Su, would be willing to endure the pain of parting and allow your Lian Yuan to cultivate with me?"

On hearing this, Su Senqi held his daughter tighter, pondered for a moment before saying: "Thank you, Daoist Master, for your kind offer, but our family has a household rule, we do not seek great wealth, but desire a full and harmonious family. Therefore, I cannot agree to your request."

This refusal made the other villagers whose children had not been selected clench their fists in frustration.

"This Su Senqi really doesn’t know how to seize a great opportunity when it’s right in front of him."

"Su family, are you really going to let your daughter’s fortune slip away? Persuade your husband."

"My Zhaodi wants to go but can’t, how can Su family’s girl be offered the opportunity?"

The villagers’ discussions terrified Mianmian even more.

Go, go, go—she suddenly understood that she had been chosen by the Daoist Priests and might also have to leave her parents and go to Bi Xia Temple.

If she went to Bi Xia Temple, wouldn’t she always be with the man who had killed Ermao?

"Daddy, Daddy, Mianmian doesn’t want to go, Mianmian is scared."

While saying this, Mianmian took a few more glances at the Daoist Priest who had killed Ermao.

These glances did not escape Wu Chenzi, who also looked back a few times and touched his beard: "The child does not know the benefits of Cultivation, but you adults should understand; like myself, I am now 123 years old yet appear like a 50-year-old elder, such is the power of Cultivation."

"If you think a tael of silver for the severance fee is too little, what about ten taels of silver?"

Ten taels of silver!

Ten taels of silver was enough to be used for a good long time!

The villagers all cast envious glances at Su Senqi.

Their children could only get a tael of silver, but his was ten, an instant tenfold increase. What was so special about the Su family’s daughter that Daoist Priests were willing to take her as a disciple and offer so much money?

"Su family, you should agree to the Daoist Master. I think if Mianmian goes, she will have a fortunate future."

"Yeah, yeah, ten taels of silver; if it were me, I would have agreed long ago."

"They say it’s severing ties, but when you go up to Bi Xia Temple to offer incense, sneaking a peek at the Daoist Priests won’t hurt, what’s there to fear?"

Everyone, blinded by the ten taels of silver, started persuading Su Senqi and Jiang Yao.

The couple looked at each other, seeing panic in each other’s eyes.

As they were united in marriage, naturally they had some telepathy. For instance, at this moment, they both thought of what the elders used to say: Heaven won’t drop pies, what falls is not a pie, but only a trap.

Su Senqi refused again: "I don’t mean to hide this from you, but when my wife gave birth to Mianmian, it was a difficult labor. The doctor said that she would be our only child, so we truly cannot agree to your request. Please look again, perhaps there is a disciple you want in another family?"

Wu Chenzi, faced with a second refusal, wasn’t angry but still smiling amicably: "Well, it seems this child and I are not fated at this time."

Having said this, he returned to his original spot and began distributing silver to the villagers. When the silver was all handed out, the Daoist Priests of Bi Xia Temple picked up their cages and left Xinghua Village.

Once the Daoist Priests left, the villagers were even more abuzz: "The Su family truly lack foresight, alas, they’re not willing to let their child go."

"I reckon when Mianmian grows up, she will surely blame her parents for not permitting her to cultivate."

By this point, Su Senqi had already returned home with Jiang Yao.

After hesitating for a long time, the couple still asked their daughter: "Mianmian, tell us, what did you see on the day Ermao was harmed?"

What did she see?

Mianmian’s small body shuddered, and her eyes instantly reddened.