Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 93 Bai Jing's Personal Motives (Nine Updates, Please Subscribe)

Dongxi Village, Qingjiang County.

Xu family.

As dawn breaks in the east, the azure sky gradually opens.

A thin mist, like ribbons, hangs over the ridges, entwining the verdant new rice seedlings; a crescent moon, like a hook, hangs obliquely from the eaves, slanting over the tips of old willows.

Wisps of smoke rose from the thatched cottages, mingling with the morning mist, and then transformed into dragons chasing the clouds.

Bai Jing, dressed in plain silk, sat upright in front of a bronze mirror. Behind her, a woman in her forties knelt, holding an old peach wood comb, slowly combing her gray hair.

After styling her hair, Bai Jing examined herself in the bronze mirror from left to right.

"Ah Li, your skills are still as good as ever. I heard your daughter is getting married?" Bai Jing said slowly, then sighed softly, "In the blink of an eye, you've entered my Xu family and are serving me."

"I'm twenty-one."

The middle-aged lady also sighed and recalled, "Madam, Ali was only eleven or twelve years old when she entered the manor. It was you who took pity on me and chose me from among several people to be your personal maid."

"How old is your daughter?"

"fifteen."

"She got married at fifteen, and my Xueji is now twenty-three and still doesn't have a good husband. I'm so worried."

"The Fourth Miss is exceptionally intelligent and beautiful; no ordinary young master is worthy of her," the middle-aged woman praised with a smile.

"She only knows how to say nice things, but she is still a woman and will eventually get married, unlike Yunnu, who is a man and whose husband is not at home now."

As Bai Jing spoke, she felt a few more strands of frost appear on the tips of her hair.

"The old patriarch's idea is that he doesn't want the fourth daughter to marry out, so why not choose a husband from a family that is affiliated with the Xu family?"

Bai Jing turned her head and said, "What you said really hit the nail on the head, but after looking around, I don't think anyone is good enough for my Xueji."

The middle-aged woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you can't find any, the old patriarch probably can't find any either."

"That's true, of all the children, he loves Xueji the most."

Let me think about this some more.

Bai Jing stood up with the help of the middle-aged woman. "Come with me for a walk. It's been a long time since I've seen the scenery of the village."

Xu Mingwei happened to run into her and, upon hearing that she was going out, helped her along.

On the paths between the fields, an old farmer walks with a hoe on his back, his footsteps crushing the dew on the grass, and a shimmering light appears where his footprints are.

The vast rice paddies stretch out like a blue sea.

Suddenly a mountain breeze blew, and the blue sea waves rippled outwards in layers.

“I still vaguely remember that the land used to belong to our Xu family. When you were little, you followed your father around and learned to plant rice seedlings.”

"Mother has a good memory." Xu Mingwei's lips curled into a slight smile.

"I'm getting old," Bai Jing said calmly. "Who would have thought that the Xu family once made a living from just ten acres of land?"

“Father is a man of extraordinary talent.”

"Yes, he is a genius. He started learning martial arts in middle age and managed to master it. I don't know how he ended up on the path of seeking immortality. Compared to him, I, as his wife, seem too mediocre."

“Why do you say that, Mother? Neither Father nor any of us think so.”

Bai Jing turned around and smiled slightly, "Your father is kind-hearted, and you all have been well-educated. Marrying him is a blessing I have accumulated over many lifetimes."

“I don’t know how far the Xu family can go in the future. Your maternal grandfather and the others have passed away. Your uncle’s family is my only worry.”

She stared quietly at Xu Mingwei and said, "Shitou, promise your mother that if your mother passes away one day, you will not mistreat the Bai family."

Even if they do something wrong one day, please, for Mother's sake, allow them to continue their lineage, generation after generation.

Although he knew he shouldn't make this promise, looking at Bai Jing now, Xu Mingwei couldn't bring himself to refuse.

“I understand,” Xu Mingwei said. “As long as the Xu family exists, the Bai family will exist.”

"I will ensure that future generations of family heads carry on this tradition."

“This matter is difficult for you. The Xu family is growing larger and larger, and many regulations will inevitably be promulgated. But I am just an ordinary woman, and I also have my own selfish motives.” “Even if Father were here, he would agree,” Xu Mingwei said.

“Your father,” Bai Jing shook her head and chuckled, turning to look at the vast expanse of fertile fields, a sea of ​​green waves, before exhaling and saying, “His heart is much harder than yours.”

Xu Mingwei did not refute.

"I'm a little tired, Stone, help me back."

Upon returning to the Xu family home, they found Xu Dezhao instructing Xu Dewen in martial arts.

Xu Dezhao is thirteen years old this year, and he is already taller than Bai Jing. Although he is still young, he already has the majestic demeanor of the eldest son.

Xu Dewen went all out, his punches whistling through the air, seemingly carrying a scorching heat.

Its power is far greater than that of a third-rate martial artist's punch.

However, Xu Dezhao, with one hand behind his back, used only one hand to deal with the situation. He used his freehand technique to circle around Xu Dewen's fist, instantly neutralizing the force of his punch, and then suddenly grabbed his wrist.

He pulled her closer, and the other half of his chest pressed against hers.

Peng~
Xu Dewen was sent flying seven or eight meters before coming to a stop.

Just then, Xu Mingwei helped Bai Jing walk in through the gate. Upon seeing this, he scolded, "If you want to spar, go to the training ground. If you frighten your grandmother, I'll twist your ears off."

Xu Dewen quickly got up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Father; greetings, Grandmother."

Xu Dezhao was more casual and asked in return, "Father, Grandmother, why did you come back from outside?"

"Wen'er, no need for such formalities," Bai Jing said with a smile. "I just happened to have some free time, so I went out for a walk to clear my head."

"Then why doesn't Grandma come to me? Father is busy, and I have to be available."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Xu Mingwei said sternly, "All of you, go to the training ground and run a hundred laps with weights."

"They're just children, why scare them? You go about your business, let Zhao'er and Wen'er accompany me back."

Xu Mingwei smiled wryly and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, "Yes, Mother."

After seeing Bai Jing off, Xu Dezhao said, "Awen, let's go to Bihan Pool."

"Mm," Xu Dewen replied with a smile and a nod.

Bihan Pool.

Nestled among the mountains, a deep, emerald-green pool remains unfrozen even in the dead of winter, its surface perpetually shrouded in a light white mist.

The hundreds of acres of medicinal fields surrounding the pond are arranged in the shape of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams), and are planted with many rare medicinal herbs.

not far away.

Three or five bamboo houses are scattered about, with glowing chalcedony mushrooms growing among the moss on the roofs, like starlight at night.

Bronze wind chimes hang from the eaves, their clear sounds carried by the wind soothing the soul.

Behind the house, thousands of bamboo stalks form a sea of ​​green, and when the wind blows, they stir up layers of emerald waves, the sound of the bamboo joints colliding clear and melodious like chimes.

"Wu Tao, Qingyi," Xu Dezhao called out.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tao and Shen Qingyi stopped meditating, walked over, and bowed, saying, "Young Master, Second Young Master."

Currently, Wu Tao is at the peak of the first level of Qi Refining, while Shen Qingyi is at the second level of Qi Refining.

With magical powers, Xu Dezhao, who had not yet reached the Innate Realm, was no match for them.

However, I also spar with them from time to time to familiarize myself with the combat methods of cultivators, so that I won't be outmatched in a real confrontation in the future.

"Aren't Aunt Xueji and the others here?" Xu Dezhao looked around and asked in surprise.

Shen Qingyi smiled faintly, "Aunt Xueji went with Third Master to the depths of the Broken Tooth Mountain Range to search for rare medicinal herbs, spiritual medicines, and young exotic beasts."

"Oh, you're not taking me with you again."

Wu Tao and Shen Qingyi smiled knowingly.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Dezhao took Xu Dewen to a place to practice martial arts.

(End of this chapter)