ime being... If he refuses to leave home, just temporarily shelter him. In two days, I'll see if I can rush back."What situation could have caused Senior Brother Jun to be so embarrassed and kept my f...Song Wei's wedding invitation shocked me. I didn't even bother making breakfast, just wiped my hands and took it from Old Chen.

This is a 3D wedding invitation. When you open it, there's a red paper house, and two cartoon figures are smiling and holding a big red flower.

"In the year of Jihai, the month of Guiyou, on the day of Gengshen... It is September 1st on the Gregorian calendar. There's only half a month left" I was stunned. "How come it's so sudden..."

Before this, Song Wei didn't give me any hints, and according to normal people's age and life trajectory, we are just graduates from college. Song Wei acted so quickly, could she be pregnant

I was more surprised than delighted, so I quickly finished making breakfast.

The old lady's hand-pulled noodles, You Guinan's cartoon steamed buns, and fresh shrimp wontons. Chen Lao Tou and I made a pot of noodles with greedy wolf, that was it for breakfast. There were few people, so it was simple to make breakfast, and I even had some time left over to make a dish of egg drop soup with shrimp.

Old Chen, seeing that he didn't have to make breakfast himself, diligently opened the door and swept the front and back yards. He used a duster to carefully clean each shelf of the antique cabinet.

My family business has been quiet for so long. I've been busy with the Shen family's affairs, my brother is dealing with the auction house, and as for Grandpa's treasure trove in that cellar, we should hand over what belongs to the country and prepare to auction off the rest every spring and autumn.

This shop, the Mu family's, is just a facade. But it's our roots. We don't have to worry about food and clothing, so keeping this little shop makes us content.

Mr. Chen understood this well. When we were away, he would clean the shop inside and out, making it spotless. He was very meticulous about it. Although he was shrewd and worldly, this thoughtfulness made us all like him.

Just as I had placed my breakfast on the table, I heard the sound of cautious footsteps from upstairs.

Looking up, Yu Gui was clutching Jiang Qiyun's sleeve, one hand being led by You Nan, as they descended the stairs step by step.

"Mama~~~" she rushed towards me, just like a little dove, and hugged me.

I held her up and gently placed her on the dining chair. "Good girl, are you happy to see Father"

"Happy~" Hui tilted her head and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then turned to Jiang Qiyun with a silly smile.

I looked at Yu Gui and You Nan's clothes. They were dressed neatly, certainly not Jiang Qiyun's style, it must be that the red and black robes had been summoned.

Jiang Qiyun sat alone on the sofa, raising his eyes to watch the morning news on TV... This scene felt so weird that I couldn't help but twitch my mouth.

In fact, over the past hundred years, it has overturned thousands of years of living habits. Even deities probably find the various things in the human world familiar yet somewhat strange because they rarely have firsthand experience.

"Um, shall I make you a bowl of noodles I made shrimp and egg ones..." I asked cautiously.

Jiang Qiyun gave me a good-natured laugh: "What nonsense You... spill it."

It seems Jiang Qiyun is quite curious about this. Coincidentally, Lao Chen bought some fresh shrimp today, so I made a bunch using Yan Qin's dumpling maker. This thing works wonders for entertaining kids.

I made him a pot of tea and placed it on the table. The aroma filled the air, and wisps of green smoke curled upwards. Jiang Qiyun seemed to be in a good mood.

Probably, someone else's house would be: "Honey, wake up for breakfast."

My home is rather peculiar: husband, would you like some food

Because of this peculiar fate, my family altar has three tiers, adorned with the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Protectors, as well as many other revered deities. It's completely packed.

I used a small bowl to hold the noodles, put in two shrimp wontons, just clasped my hands and recited the Precious Scripture when I heard the sound of someone swallowing their saliva.

A little boy, a child of the god Taichi, emerged carrying a large gourd and looked at the bowl of noodles with drool.

"...How much have you eaten at my house" I looked at him amusedly.

"Because there's no other ordinary household to provide for me...only the big temple occasionally takes me in, and I've almost eaten my fill of apples..." The little boy looked at that bowl of noodles with longing.

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"How did you suddenly run over here Would you like me to make you another bowl" I asked.

The little boy shook his head: "Your Majesty the Emperor isn't interested in these fireworks snacks, he just looks at them. It would be better for me to eat them instead"

Jiang Qiyun nodded slightly. A celestial being's reverence for the simple things was truly admirable; even the scent of incense was enough to satisfy them.

"You eat anything and don't fear breaking the precepts," I pushed the bowl of noodles to the young boy, silently reciting the divine scripture, noting at the end that it was for the young boy.

The little boy raised his bowl and said with a smile, "That's why I like it here the most! Even though you're not a monk, you follow the rules of abstaining from five grains, three flavors, and four things you shouldn't eat all the time! And when you fast, you strictly adhere to vegetarianism. I never worry about breaking my vows when I come here!"

I found it quite amusing to watch him. It seems he's a greedy eater, but he still knows how to abide by the rules.

There are many branches of Taoism, but most tend toward a few major schools. Basically, unless one is a lay practitioner who takes monastic vows and lives in a Daoist temple, other branches are not as strict.

Fasting is also a part of Taoist health preservation. Eating vegetarian food at specific times and paying attention to the avoidance of five intoxicants, three taboos, and four things not to eat in daily life is enough.

Five pungent and three smelly (foods) are taboos of fasting in ancient times, promoted by Taoism and Confucianism. Later generations of foreign religions also adopted this saying.

The five pungent flavors (wu hun) in Taoism are garlic chives, garlic, celery, coriander, and scallions. The three things to be avoided (san yan) are: heaven despises wild geese, earth despises dogs, and water despises turtles. The four things not to eat are beef, dog meat, black carp, and wild geese.

Refrain from uttering improprieties, abstaining from five pungent ingredients and three disliked foods. Do not engage in improper conduct with one's body, keep one's mind tranquil and composed. Refrain from desiring improprieties, keeping both inner and outer aspects pure.

This is a rule followed by many monks.

The little boy nodded with a mischievous grin and said, "So, coming to Little Lady's home to have some offerings is the most joyful thing."

He walked over with his bowl, seeking out Jiang Qiyun, unsure what he needed to report to him.

I don't bother with them either. These two esteemed deities are quite familiar with my home, so I'll just go and serve these two little ancestors their breakfast.

Yin Cha Da Bao acts as the driver for our family. After sending his own children to school every day, he drives over to pick up Yu Gui and You Nan.

While waiting for Da Bao, I sat behind the counter, thinking about calling Song Wei to check on her. Upon returning home, You Nan was playing with toys in the shop.

My family wakes up very early. At this time, the grandfather who often delivers breakfast to my house walks past the sidewalk outside my door when he goes for his morning exercise, and even greets Mr. Chen.

I listened to the busy tone of the phone and watched Jiang Qiyun and the little boy talking behind the carved screen. Yu Gui Nannan was playing around in front of me, while Old Mrs. Wu sat in the doorway basking in the sun. It felt quite like a leisurely afternoon in one's life.

Suddenly, a jarring voice shrieked at the entrance of the shop: "Aaahh!! You...you actually treated Lord's weapon like a ball!"

I jumped, that sound — Chong Mo!

The phone fell to the table with a clatter, and Song Weiwei's whimpers echoed through the room. I didn't even have time to speak before I jumped up and stared at the door.

Though silent, he was still the third son of the Zhou family. However, one arm was slung around his neck with a piece of cloth.

At this moment, his eyes seemed about to burst into flames, and he inexplicably roared at Yu Gui.

Frozen in place, gripping his toy ball tightly, a look of sheer terror on his face.

Jiang Qiyun is still here, Chong Mo actually dares to come to the door!

He acts so fearless, taking advantage of a living body!

Before we could react, a black and smooth staff descended from the sky. Its rounded, intricately carved head rained down on Chong Mo's head like raindrops—

"Where did this unlucky child come from! Oh my goodness! To actually steal a three-year-old's toy—"eems like there's only a red-cloaked female ghost and the ghosts raised by Chūlíng before that bothering me. Nothing else, right... I can see them, but I don't have a physique that attracts ghosts."...