Traveling through the ancient times

When Nianchuhua thought of this, she couldn't help but slap her forehead. Didn't she miss a good opportunity?

Do you want to do it again? Chushouhua looked back at the piglets running around in the pigpen and swallowed his saliva in fear [Let’s do it next time, this one is too smelly…]

Mrs. Luo saw that her daughter was in a mess but fortunately had no wounds. She breathed a sigh of relief and went to boil water for her to wash the pig manure off her body.

Nianchuhua took off her smelly clothes in disgust, sat in the bathtub, and soaked in the hot water. Nianchuhua couldn't help but start complaining.

These damn guys are not cute at all. Her mother feeds them every day and they don’t get hit. They bully her because she is new. When she goes to the big city to make money in the future, she will come back and kill them the first time.

From then on, Shuchuhua no longer thought piglets were cute.

Who knew that not only the pigs were not cute anymore, but in the following days Chushuhua was chased all over the yard by the geese at home, an egg he picked up was pecked by a chicken, he was chased by a wild dog when he went out for a walk, he went to the river with his friends in the village to catch shrimps and had his toes pinched by the shrimps, etc. All kinds of weird things happened, making the house a mess.

Although they were all harmless little things, they were all gathered together at once. Chushunihua felt that all the animals here were against her. Did they also know that she was an outsider?

That day, Nian Chuhua was lying on a rattan chair in the yard basking in the sun. A bird flew by and pooped on her forehead, which completely irritated Nian Chuhua. She raised her middle finger to the sky and shouted, "If you have the guts, send me back. Do you think I want to stay here?"

After so many ridiculous things happened, her parents began to worry about this unfortunate child of theirs.

At dinner time in the evening, her mother Luo told her father not to go to work the next day, and she wanted to take her daughter to the temple to pray to Buddha and get rid of bad luck.

"Okay, go ahead. I'll take care of the family, don't worry."

"Mom, I want to go every year." The little kid looked at her mother with hope in her eyes.

"Niannian, just stay at home. Daddy will make a wooden horse for you tomorrow. Haven't you always wanted a wooden horse?" Nian Dali coaxed his youngest son.

When Niannian heard that he was going to make a wooden horse, he immediately became excited and clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Okay, Daddy, make a wooden horse for me, Daddy, make a wooden horse for me!"

The next day, Chushūhua was woken up early by Luo. After having breakfast, the sky was just beginning to turn pale with the sound of fish bellies. The mother and daughter packed up their things and set off with the basket.

When Chushuhua asked her mother for the third time how long it would take to get there, the mother and daughter arrived at the foot of Hanshan Temple.

People in the country didn't have carriages, so they had to walk everywhere. It took them more than two hours to get here, and by the time of the end of the year their legs were almost too tired to move.

Chushunihua once again swore to herself that she must buy a carriage.

Her mother told her that the Hanshan Temple was very effective and famous within a hundred miles. Many nobles in the city came here to burn incense and pray for blessings, so there were several horse-drawn carriages parked at the foot of the mountain. The horses were eating grass in the woods, and the drivers were taking naps leaning against tree trunks.

At the beginning of the year, I was really envious of her, so I mentioned it to her mother. Her mother replied that where would ordinary people get horses? Having an ox cart is considered good, but they don’t have cows at home. Alas~

At this moment, Nian Chuhua looked at the long stairs in front of him with his eyes rolled up, "Why do you have to build such high stairs? I have come such a long way, and I still have to climb such high stairs. My legs will be crippled if I go back."

"This is the Buddha testing your sincerity. Go up quickly." Luo looked at her daughter's worried face and urged her with a smile.

[The Buddha was not testing her sincerity, but testing the endurance of her legs...] Although Chushulhua complained in her heart, she still followed Luo and walked up.

When they arrived at the temple, they saw that it was crowded with people. Many ladies, accompanied by their maids and nannies, were burning incense and worshipping Buddha. Looking at those people, Nianchuhua couldn't help but feel envious in her heart. Why wasn't she dressed like a princess?

Entering the temple, Chu Nianhua and her mother knelt in front of the Buddha, smelling the wisps of incense, and couldn't help but relax physically and mentally. At this moment, she remembered a sentence she had seen on the Internet before, "Before I went there, I was full of greed, and my mind was full of praying for wealth and luck, but when I really stood in front of the gods, my mind was blank, and I only prayed for my family to be healthy and everything to go well!"

At the beginning of the year, Hua prayed in her heart, asking the Buddha to bless her with all the best here, and to bless her parents with good health over there.

At the beginning of the year, after drawing the prayer, he kowtowed three times and asked for a fortune stick. When he picked it up, he saw that it was a very good fortune stick. Luo smiled from ear to ear, donated some incense money, and took the fortune stick to the master for interpretation.

As there were many pilgrims today and the fortune teller was interpreting the fortune for another pilgrim, Mrs. Luo thought of taking Nianchuhua to the temple for a vegetarian meal. It was already noon and their daughter must be hungry after walking such a long way.

Just as he walked down the steps and was about to go to the dining hall, he was stopped by a monk who was walking towards him. "Amitabha, please stay. Do you want to interpret the fortune?"

"Yes, Master."

"Please come with you, donor." The monk took the mother and daughter to the stone table in the pavilion next to them and sat down. He picked up the fortune sticks he had drawn before the New Year's Eve drawing and looked at them.

Nian Chuhua stood behind Luo and looked at the monk in front of him. He was not very old, probably only in his teens or twenties. He couldn't be a fake monk trying to cheat people out of money!

After looking at it for a while, the monk looked up at the New Year's Eve painting and said, "This lot must have been obtained by this little donor, right?"

Luo and Nianchuhua were both surprised when they heard this. They could even guess this!

"Yes, Master, this is the fortune my daughter asked for. I wonder what it says? Please give me some advice, Master."

"Young donor, you have a noble destiny, and you will have a safe and smooth life, and you will have noble people to help you. Now that you have come here, although it is not her but her, you should make the best of it. But remember, don't act arbitrarily when encountering things, and you can succeed only if you act cautiously." The monk said to the Nianchu painting.

At this moment, Chushulhua was extremely shocked. Oh my god, the novel was not lying to me. This plot was exactly the same as the time-travel novels I had read before! Do all time-travel stories have to have a monk?

Luo was muttering in her heart, why couldn't she understand what the master said, what was he talking about?

But then she thought again that these monks always spoke in a mysterious way, so she couldn't understand what he said. But she did understand what he said about her daughter's life being safe and having a noble man in her destiny.

Chushouhua reacted quickly. Due to the presence of Luo, some questions could not be asked directly, so he pulled the little monk to a place with fewer people, "Amitabha, benefactor, please let me go quickly."

When Chushuhua saw that there were not many people here, he stopped and looked at the little monk, "Master, I have been unlucky for so long. Nothing I do goes well. Do you have anything else to tell me?"

The young monk straightened his robes and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, this is all I can tell you."

"Didn't you say I have a benefactor? Where is my benefactor? And why am I here?"

"Everything depends on fate. If we are destined to meet, we will meet naturally. Don't be anxious."

"I'm anxious, very anxious, really anxious!" said Nian Chuhua, and he tried to grab the monk's robe again, but the monk dodged sideways.

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. It's useless for the donor to be impatient." The little monk said calmly.

"Then you should at least tell me the general information and approximate location of the nobleman, right?"

"Amitabha, please forgive me for not being able to tell you anything."

"Then why on earth am I here?"

"Amitabha, please forgive me for not being able to tell you anything."

"I can't comment on this, and I can't comment on that. You might as well not say anything."

"Then please just pretend that I didn't say anything. Goodbye!" After saying this, the little monk ran away.

"Hey... don't go..." Nian Chuhua was about to chase after him.

"Hua'er, how can you be so rude to the master." Luo chased after him and quickly grabbed Nianchuhua who was about to chase the little monk.

At the beginning of the year, the painting was held tightly by Luo and there was no way to break free, so he had to give up!