Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 73 - The Chosen One_1

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 The Chosen One_1

Chapter 73 -73 The Chosen One_1

Song Yunuan asked her younger brother to get on the kang instead of being punished by standing on the ground.

She asked Asheng, “Do you know how much the incense burner you helped Grandpa choose is worth?”

Asheng shook his head with his bewildered big eyes.

The child was only five years old., In the countryside here, they prefer to count by nominal age rather than by actual age, so he wouldn’t actually be four years old until another month had passed.

Even if he were clever, he was still just a child.

“Let me tell you, it’s worth ten thousand yuan!”

Little Asheng was so frightened that he immediately widened his eyes and covered his mouth.

“You could buy ten thousand jin of egg cakes or more than ten thousand jin of pork.

Right, if you were to buy steamed dumplings, you could get two hundred thousand big ones!”

Little Asheng’s mouth was agape with shock and wouldn’t close.

“Asheng, your sister knows you’re smart, and you can understand what she says., Your ability is very terrifying.

You mustn’t let anyone else find out, especially Qin Siqi, your former fake sister, as well as our family’s enemy Lin Qing, and others.

If someone asks you about an item, you just say you don’t know.”

Asheng nodded incessantly, and then there was what his sister had just mentioned in her heart – something about Master Hai.

“Right, you especially need to be careful of someone known as Master Hai; that person is a big villain.

He likes to eat children’s flesh and will put you in a big iron pot, steam you until you’re done, and then dip you in soy sauce to eat.”

Tears formed on Asheng’s face, and his little heart thumped wildly with panic.

Why, oh why did he have to remember so many things when he was still so young?

Then, a thought struck him suddenly, “Sister, can I just stay with you until I grow up?”

Song Yunuan coldly refused, “I’m going to high school this coming September.

How can you follow?”

But suddenly Asheng remembered something and quickly said, “Sister, if I say I don’t know, it’ll be unhappy.”

“Who will be unhappy?” This question startled Song Yunuan.

Asheng pointed to the double-handle official furnace, “It is.”

“What if you don’t touch it?”

“But I can see that it has a light on it, it’s different from the others.”

Song Yunuan fell into deep thought.

At the same time, she was terrified.

Her brother must be a chosen child with this heaven-defying ability.

After Asheng fell asleep, Song Yunuan called her grandparents and parents together for a secret meeting.

Every time they had such a meeting, Old Mrs.

Song felt terrified.

Song Yunuan was holding the double-handle official furnace in her hand.

She looked at her grandfather, whose expression remained normal, and said directly, “Grandpa, do you know how much the incense burner Asheng helped you pick is worth?”

Old Man Song, now ordered to smoke less, was just rubbing the pot of his pipe, which really shouldn’t matter, but his granddaughter’s solemn expression made him feel uneasy and he stuttered, “How much…

how much is it worth?”

“It’s worth ten thousand yuan!”

Old Mrs.

Song laughed out loud, “Little Nuan, don’t tease your grandfather now.”

[Why would I tease you guys?]

[Don’t you know, this is Asheng’s ability!]

[In that world that you have not yet experienced, Asheng was deceived by Qin Siqi, Lin Qing, and Su Junze to go to Beidu.

Then he was sold because of his ability to discern the authenticity of antiques.

He was held captive by someone named Master Hai, kept in a room with no windows, and if he disobeyed, he was beaten to death…]

Ahhh…!!!

Xia Guilan, trying to contain her trembling and resentment and pretending not to have heard, could only ask excitedly, “Little Nuan, is this really worth ten…

ten thousand yuan?”

“Grandpa Ji told me,” Song Yunuan looked at everyone.

“I hesitated to take it out because I was worried Grandpa might think it would appear as taking advantage and give it back, but what we have here is a lucky find, usually a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

But I only found out just now that Asheng isn’t just speaking casually; he can truly feel whether old artifacts are genuine or not.”

“Do you realize how terrifying this ability is?”

Song Liang’s face turned pale.

Although he had not traveled extensively, he knew plenty, and it’s commonly said, “In times of chaos, gold thrives; in times of peace, antiques prosper.”

Nowadays, antiques are becoming increasingly valuable.

Asheng’s ability is like that of a child holding a treasure in a bustling market.

It’s normal for people to take notice of him.

Song Yunuan, “The main problem is that Asheng is greedy.

Before he grows up, we need to keep a close eye on him.”

Old Mrs.

Song suddenly burst into tears, “Little Nuan, you were raised in the city and don’t know the hardships we faced in the past two years, with not enough food to eat.

Asheng is scared of being hungry, but it’s not just him; which child in the village doesn’t crave something delicious?”

Song Yunuan remained silent.

It seemed to be the case—currently, it was good enough if families could maintain a subsistence level.

The distance to eating well was still far away.

Old Man Song didn’t care how much the incense burner was worth; he understood what Little Nuan meant.

Thus, he glared, instructed his family to keep their lips sealed, and then told Song Yunuan to go rest, assuring her that they would remember everything she said.

Song Yunuan felt somewhat relieved, as she had triggered the plot in advance and was mentally prepared, knowing how to respond.

So, she yawned and, free of worries, leisurely returned to her room.

After Song Yunuan left, the others gathered together to discuss Asheng’s frightening ability and the four people they needed to watch out for.

Old Man Song was about to take a look at the incense burner when Old Mrs.

Song snatched it from his hands and carefully placed it in the cabinet.

However, in truth, they found it hard to believe that the item was worth ten thousand yuan.

Ten thousand yuan—that was an unimaginably large sum.

Old Mrs.

Song stared at Song Liang, “The only solution is to make money.

With more money, we can buy more delicious food, and Asheng won’t be so greedy anymore.”

It was at that moment the loudspeakers from the brigade headquarters suddenly came to life.

“Attention all villagers, attention all villagers, the brigade headquarters has a special announcement: on Sunday morning at ten o’clock, the Nanshan County Town Cultural Arts Troupe will visit the countryside for a comfort performance, and Erdao River is the first stop.

All villagers are encouraged to participate and to bring their own stools.

The notice is concluded!”

It was the magnetic and enthusiastic voice of Brigade Leader Chu.

Song Yunuan and her younger brother lived together, and the little guy had a restless sleep today and was suddenly woken up by the noise.

Rubbing his eyes and understanding the announcement, he suddenly said to Song Yunuan, “Sister, I’ve thought of a way.”

Song Yunuan gently patted the little guy’s head.

He used to sleep with their parents, but since her return, he had been staying with her.

Song Yunuan asked him, “What have you thought of?”

Song Mingsheng crawled over, knelt in front of his sister, and said, “I can explain things to them in my mind without actually speaking it aloud to anyone.”

Song Yunuan nodded.

The child was obedient and adorably soft-spoken; Song Yunuan spoke to him tenderly, asking him to continue sleeping.

Chu Zizhou’s voice was indeed impassioned and enthusiastic, but it clearly frightened many villagers of Erdao River.

Nowadays, there weren’t many entertainment events; using electric lights cost money, so many households went to bed early.

The loudspeakers probably woke many people up.

But no one dared to complain.

Chu Zizhou was from Beidu.

Chu Zizhou was a university student.

It’s said that Chu Zizhou’s grandfather is very powerful; even Deputy County Mayor Zhao speaks of him with respect.

Therefore, the villagers of Erdao River were very obedient and compliant.

After finishing their day’s work, they eagerly went to the brigade headquarters to help set up the stage and move things around for the performers from the Nanshan Cultural Arts Troupe who were coming for the countryside comforting performance!