DreamersGN Chapter 215 Immortals and Mortals Are Different, Severing All Ties and Bonds!
Chapter 215 Immortals and Mortals Are Different, Severing All Ties and Bonds!
Qin Huairu's cries were heart-wrenching.
In the quiet night, the crying sounded especially desolate.
However, the door was tightly shut.
It was never opened for her again.
He Yuzhu sat inside the house.
The crying outside the door no longer stirred any emotion in him.
Mr. Lin's words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
"There is a difference between immortals and mortals."
Yes, there is a difference between immortals and mortals.
He really didn't understand before.
I always felt that we were all neighbors in the same courtyard, and it was only natural to help each other out.
Qin Huairu's family is struggling financially, so it's not a big deal for him to help her a little more.
But now, he understands.
I spent a day in Mr. Lin's courtyard.
The world he saw was completely different from that of Qin Huairu and the others.
Fang Qingxue and her companions exuded an ethereal aura in every gesture.
They were discussing profound principles that he had never heard of before.
Where is Master Zhang Sanfeng?
Even the act of hoeing the ground contains profound truths.
Even that big black dog with three heads.
His eyes also revealed a human-like disdain.
And what about Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi?
All they ever think about is how to get the most out of the day.
I wonder if I can get more benefits from him tomorrow.
Their vision was limited to the small plot of land within this courtyard.
I used to be one of them.
But now, Mr. Lin has given him a chance to get out of the mire.
If he were to be pulled back by Qin Huairu's tears and scheming again...
Then he's the dumbest idiot in the world!
Thinking of this, He Yuzhu's heart hardened completely.
The crying outside the door gradually turned into cursing.
"He Yuzhu! You heartless ingrate!" Jia Zhangshi's voice was shrill and piercing, extremely harsh.
"Have you forgotten how Huairu treated you? Have you forgotten who brought you water and fed you medicine when you were sick?"
"Now that you're successful, you've turned your back on us!"
"You'll die a horrible death!"
He Yuzhu sat inside the house.
He merely sneered at the curses.
Should I feed my child medicine while keeping them at arm's length?
He remembers it very clearly.
Once, he had a high fever and became unconscious.
Qin Huairu came over and took his half-year's salary and food coupons, saying she was going to hire a doctor for him, but she ended up "borrowing" them all.
The doctor didn't come; the fever broke on its own the next day.
He went to ask Qin Huairu, who cried and said that her money had been stolen.
He believed it at the time.
He even went so far as to comfort Qin Huairu.
Looking back now, I realize how incredibly foolish I was.
"Silly Zhu! Open the door! Open the door for me!"
"Explain yourself! Are you really that heartless?" Qin Huairu's sobs were accusatory.
He Yuzhu closed his eyes.
I'd rather stop listening altogether.
He sat cross-legged on the bed.
He began to imitate the old master Zhang Sanfeng, trying to feel the energy within his body.
I ate Lingmai steamed buns today.
He felt his physical strength had increased significantly, and his mind was exceptionally clear.
He must cherish this hard-won good fortune.
We can no longer waste our time on these boring people and things.
The noise outside the door lasted for an unknown amount of time.
Finally, it seemed that an elderly man from the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai, stepped forward.
After saying a few words, they finally quieted down.
He Yuzhu didn't sleep all night.
He wasn't having trouble sleeping.
It's not that I don't want to sleep.
He was immersed in the wonderful feeling of cultivation.
Feel the flow of energy within your body, feel the leap in your life level.
The next day, before dawn, He Yuzhu got up.
He tidied himself up neatly.
Pushing open the door, I prepared to go to Lin Fan's courtyard.
As soon as the door opened, Qin Huairu came into view.
She stood at his door with two red and swollen eyes.
"Silly Zhu..." Qin Huairu saw him and hesitated again.
He Yuzhu didn't even bother to glance at her.
He walked straight past her.
That indifference was like an invisible knife.
It was another cruel blow to Qin Huairu's heart.
He Yuzhu arrived at Lin Fan's courtyard.
A new workday begins.
Clean the courtyard and water the spiritual plants.
Then I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
He discovered that after a night of practice, his five senses had become more acute.
He could clearly smell the different fragrances emitted by each kind of spiritual plant.
You can see tiny, almost invisible specks of spiritual energy floating in the air.
He felt completely different when he cooked.
He can clearly perceive the state of every grain of rice and every leaf of vegetable in the pot.
It can precisely control the heat.
It can use the faint energy within one's body to try and envelop the spiritual energy of the ingredients.
Although I'm still quite unfamiliar with it.
But he knew he was moving toward the true "way of cooking".
He made Lin Fan a simple bowl of vegetable porridge.
Lin Fan took a sip and said calmly:
"Yes, there's been progress."
"Forty percent of the spiritual energy has been locked up, which is better than yesterday."
Upon receiving Lin Fan's affirmation, He Yuzhu was so excited he almost jumped for joy.
He knew that as long as he continued to work hard...
One day, he will be able to meet Mr. Lin's requirements!
Just as He Yuzhu was striving upwards in the "fairyland".
In the neighboring mortal's courtyard, Qin Huairu was completely trapped in a desperate situation.
They lost He Yuzhu, their biggest source of financial support.
Her family's life suddenly became difficult.
The stork is in its growth stage and has an amazing appetite.
Little Dang and Huaihua are also eagerly awaiting feeding.
Jia Zhangshi was someone who only ate and didn't do any work.
Qin Huairu's salary alone is simply not enough to cover the family's expenses.
In the past, she could shamelessly go to He Yuzhu.
He Yuzhu was soft-hearted and would always squeeze out some money for her.
But now, He Yuzhu's door is completely closed to her.
She tried to borrow money from other people in the compound.
But now, everyone in the courtyard treats her like a thief.
When Uncle Yan Bugui heard that she wanted to borrow money, he shook his head vigorously.
He muttered to himself, "Even the landlord's family doesn't have surplus grain."
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong completely ignored her.
He walked past her with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of officialdom.
He didn't even glance at her.
Xu Damao stopped and said a few words to her.
But those words were more hurtful than a knife.
"Hey, Qin Huairu, what's up?"
"You can't survive if Sha Zhu stops being your meal ticket?"
"I told you long ago, your little tricks can only fool idiots like Sha Zhu."
"People aren't stupid anymore, it's time for you to wake up."
Qin Huairu blushed deeply after Xu Damao's words.
I wish I could disappear into a crack in the ground.
She finally experienced the bitterness of being betrayed and abandoned by everyone.
She then understood.
The reason why people in the compound were relatively polite to her in the past was not because she was popular.
It was because of He Yuzhu.
Everyone is doing this out of respect for He Yuzhu.
Only then would they be willing to give her some face.
Now, He Yuzhu has completely broken ties with her.
In these people's eyes, Qin Huairu is nothing anymore.
She sat on her own doorstep.
Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard house, my heart felt icy cold.
She couldn't understand how things had turned out this way.
She just wanted her children to have enough to eat and for her family to have a better life.
What did she do wrong?
She attributed all her resentment to Lin Fan.
If Lin Fan hadn't appeared, Sha Zhu would still be the same Sha Zhu who revolved around her.
The courtyard is still the same noisy, yet warm and welcoming place.
It was Lin Fan who shattered all of that.
It was Lin Fan who took everything from her!
A flash of frenzied hatred appeared in Qin Huairu's eyes.
But she also knew that she couldn't shake Lin Fan at all.
That man was like a god from heaven.
She was nothing more than an ant on the ground.
Why would the gods care about the life or death of an ant?
Despair surged like a tide, completely engulfing Qin Huairu.