Standing outside the bamboo fence, looking at my mother who was busy driving the chickens back to the chicken coop at home, she quietly pointed to the sky.

The rain has stopped!

"Huh? Why does the rain keep falling at any time and stop at any time...Eh? Fan'er is back? Can I become a disciple this time..."

Ning Qian didn't ask any questions, her beautiful eyes darkened under her temple hair that was soaked by the rain.

"Why did you bring the eggs back? You didn't go to become a disciple, did you?"

"No, my husband has accepted me. He just thinks I'm too young and wants me to learn how to be a good person at home... It's my husband who also ordered me to take back this egg."

"Be a human being? Are you the only one like this? Why can other children, who are also young, go to school to study?" Ning Qian said in surprise.

"Because, I am different from them!" A trace of pride flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

During these eight years, Ning Fan never mentioned studying. He just stayed at home and helped with farming.

She was filial in everything she did and never let Ning Qian work hard.

He doesn't show off his name or show off, just like an ordinary person dormant in Ningcun.

At the age of 16, he was obviously thin and frail, but he was able to cultivate hundreds of acres of fertile land by himself in the wasteland outside the village.

With a rich family, Ning Qian gradually stopped working and only went out to spend time with her neighbor's wife in her spare time.

Half a year is 96 months, and the outside world is 96 days.

In the 97th month, wealthy man Wu from the county town came to Ningcun with a matchmaker to propose marriage to the daughter of Carpenter Wang!

Zhihe is already 14 years old and has grown into a slim figure. He has become famous in Ningcun and surrounding counties.

Although she was from a poor family and would not be favored by officials, there were quite a few wealthy locals who wanted to take her as their concubine.

Among them, the rich man Wu had the highest family status. His name was Wu Nannan. He even donated money to be a scholar, so he could barely be considered a scholar.

With such financial resources and family status, taking the paper crane as a concubine is really a beautiful thing, and even Carpenter Wang himself has no intention of rejecting it.

Zhihe hid in Ning Fan's home in a hurry, which made Ning Qian feel pity and sigh.

"Aunt Qian, Zhihe doesn't want to marry that wealthy man Wu! Zhihe wants to marry brother Fan!"

"Silly girl...that Wu Nannan has a big family and a big business. What's wrong with him? Why do you dislike him and instead like this poor boy of mine..."

"Who said that Brother Fan is poor? He has cultivated hundreds of acres of fertile land and is considered a rich man in Ningcun. I will marry him and depend on him for the rest of my life. Let him buy me delicious food and drinks. How nice!" Zhihe curled his lips.

, the words she said made Ning Qian couldn't help but laugh.

In Zhihe's mind, marrying Ning Fan means having an extra money bag...

But Ning Qian knew that this silly girl was not interested in Ning Fan's little money at all. Otherwise, why would she not marry the richer Mr. Wu and stay in the Ning family regardless of a woman's reputation?

"Silly girl, you are considered infatuated... Well, when Fan'er comes back, I will ask him to prepare gifts and go to your house to propose marriage! As for Mr. Wu, if he entangles and causes trouble, I will find a way to deal with it."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome..."

Outside the door, the figure of Ning Fan came back riding a bull. He was holding a willow whip and his long hair was disheveled. Although he was wearing cloth, he looked like an immortal.

"Wu Nannan doesn't dare to cause trouble in front of me, he doesn't dare!"

"Zhihe is my wife, no one can snatch her away from me!"

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On the 97th day, Meng Xuanzi’s eyes were focused as never before.

Back then, it was at the threshold of 97 days that I was broken and stopped from attaining enlightenment.

Can Ning Fan break through 97 days and surpass himself?

What puzzled Meng Xuanzi the most was the purple mist that shrouded Ning Fan's body, which was always glowing with purple and gold.

The purple-gold light had a power that made Meng Xuanzi, the Immortal Emperor, feel like he wanted to worship him.

"This purple mist is so powerful...what level of immortal power is this...could it be the Immortal Emperor!"
Chapter completed!