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Chapter 4 Super Generation

As dawn broke, accompanied by the low growls and cries of birds and beasts in the mountains and the howling of the mountain wind, Bo Chunyu, who had been slumbering and shaking her head, finally perked up a bit. Bo Caiyan, who was awake, squinted slightly and looked out through the double-layered French windows.

"Someone's here..." Bo Chunyu peered eagerly through the window. "They're setting off firecrackers... Wow... What are they carrying? Are they offerings, no, tributes?"

"..."

"Tell me what you want to say..."

"Shh!"

Outside, a sprightly old woman carrying two large willow baskets was running around busily with her two little ones, sweeping snow, setting out the table, serving dishes, lighting incense, pouring wine, and lighting cigarettes. She then pulled out a large red silk fabric decorated with dragons and phoenixes and carefully wrapped it tightly from bottom to top around the old peach tree in the yard, which was covered with black and red proliferating scars from lightning strikes. She even carefully pressed red envelopes and red silk onto each root that protruded from the ground.

Lu Chi pushed open the door, sighed, and leaned against the door frame.

The old lady, surnamed Jiang, immediately smiled upon seeing this: "Alright, alright, hurry up, light the firecrackers and kowtow to your godfather!"

The two younger children stood by the peach tree, their backs to the rising sun over the mountain, and knelt obediently in the direction of the house, kowtowing to the peach tree.

"Godfather, Happy New Year! Huiqing kowtows to you!"

"Godfather, Happy New Year! Shulan kowtows to you!"

It was incredibly stimulating, so stimulating that Lu Chi even had the illusion that he was already dead and that living was just an illusion. He grimaced, scratched the goosebumps on his arm, coughed, and called out from afar, "Get up, get up, come inside and eat!"

"Time to eat! Time to eat!" The one kneeling on the left sprang up in a flash, crashing straight into Lu Chi's arms without slowing down at all, and snatching the red envelope from his hand in the process: "Whoosh!"

Lu Chi stuffed the remaining red envelope into Zhu Huiqing's arms: "It's cold, go inside quickly!"

"Um."

Zhu Huiqing pursed her lips and responded, then stood there gracefully, tilted her head back, opened her arms, hugged Lu Chi tightly, and went inside.

The old lady then smiled and took Lu Chi's arm: "Why did you come back so late yesterday? Did you stay in the mountains for a week?"

Lu Chi closed the door and helped the old lady take off her hat, scarf, and clothes and hang them up: "Six days, I guess? You're really getting earlier and earlier. How long have you been gone?"

"Not long, not long, Lanlan, come out here right now and change into slippers! Look at the mess you've made of the floor!"

"oh..."

Zhu Shulan walked back dejectedly, changed into slippers, and hurriedly tried to run back to the table like a fat bamboo rat.

"clothing!"

"oh..."

Beneath the heavy, floor-length down jacket that Zhu Shulan was leaning on from all sides, was a bright red, high-slit cotton cheongsam embroidered with gold and purple bamboo. Lu Chi asked with a smile, "Grandma, can your eyes still do this?"

The old lady quickened her pace, rummaged through the bathroom and pulled out a mop. She deftly and skillfully swept up the muddy black shoe prints on the floor: "Why not? There wasn't a single stain!"

Zhu Huiqing was also wearing the same bright red cheongsam, which was very festive. However, she was on the right and Zhu Shulan on the left, with long legs and a slender waist. They were like bamboo in the mist and moonlight, with the same face. At such a young age, her figure was already growing like bamboo. She lowered her head and said softly, "Grandma, let me do it."

"Let that idiot do it herself!" The old lady, leaning on her mop, glared at Zhu Shulan and dragged her over with a fierce look. Then she tugged at Lu Chi's sleeve: "How's it going? Grandma's skills haven't gotten rusty, have they?"

Lu Chi coughed lightly and gave a thumbs up.

"It's hereditary, I mean, it's passed down from generation to generation!" The old lady finally sat down on the sofa with satisfaction, glanced at the table full of dishes, and said, "I told you to wait for us to come over so we could cook together. What time do you have to get up to start working? What are you doing, thinking this old man is getting in the way?"

"It's the Lunar New Year, you should rest. There are other people at home today, so we prepared a few extra dishes!"

"Oh, the one you brought out of the mountains yesterday?"

"Another one came after that."

The old lady leaned back strategically and pulled two red envelopes from her fanny pack: "Boy or girl?"

"There's no need for red envelopes for the two women. They'll leave after they finish their meal."

"Happy New Year! Wishing you good luck! Didn't you say you were injured?"

"You know that?"

The old lady whispered furtively, "When Lao Ba was shoveling snow this morning, I asked him about it. I heard he's a big star, right?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of that," Lu Chi said. "Someone will come to pick them up in a little while. Please sit down, I'll call them down for dinner."

The little old lady exclaimed, "It's different, it really is different..."

Bo Chunyu, sweating profusely from helping Bo Caiyan up, saw two identical young women in cheongsams as soon as they reached the stairwell. Looking at their faces, she exclaimed, "Wow! Sisters! Planning to debut?! I can personally be your manager! Guaranteed success! Guaranteed success!"

Bo Chunyu suddenly felt physically and mentally refreshed. The gloomy medieval stone castle suddenly became magnificent, and she felt that even the air she was breathing was sweet and could beautify her skin.

Good guy.

Dragons and phoenixes danced in the mountain valley. What kind of blessed land is this? How did they, and that one over there, grow up like this?

Awesome!

Zhu Shulan bit her lip, looking at the other person with her big, puzzled eyes: "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Hey, why are you so swollen?"

Bo Caiyan was struck dumb, her already clumsy body swaying as she cried out, "Gou Shengzi, mirror, mirror! What do I look like now?"

"You're the one who's a leftover! Your whole family are leftovers! I risked being dumped in the wilderness and being trafficked just to hear you call me a leftover?" Bo Chunyu gritted her teeth so hard they almost cracked. "Stop looking at me. Being in a bad mood will affect your recovery. You'll look like those old folks who just had sheep placenta injections and hyaluronic acid injections. What else can you do? Oily, shiny, and all skin and water!"

Bo Caiyan looked at Bo Chunyu in disbelief, then at Lu Chi, and wilted. She suddenly lost all desire to live, as if she had given up on living.

Bo Chunyu had been traveling for dozens of hours, traversing mountains and rivers, and flying and diving everywhere. When she arrived at night, she was worried and scared. She hadn't eaten or slept much. She ate without making a sound and almost fainted.

The old lady, clearly pleased, happily handed over two red envelopes: "These two girls are truly beautiful; their demeanor is unlike that of ordinary people!"

Bo Caiyan softly hummed in agreement, "Thank you, Grandma!"

The old lady said, "Don't worry, Lu Chi has already applied medicine for you, so you won't have any sores. After you peel off a layer of skin, I guarantee your appearance will be even more delicate and radiant~"