“Teacher?” After Wei Ziqin looked at her daughter blankly, she then excitedly grasped her daughter’s small hand and asked, “Qiaoqiao, you mean that? You inherited that master’s pill art?”
The gaze with which Wei Ziqin was looking at her daughter practically shone with great joy in the blink of an eye.
“Mhm.” Before Qiao Mu could step inside, her mother had blocked her at the door with persistent inquiries.
“Mother, what is it?” Every time she mentioned pills, her mom would be wildly excited.
Like last time, after her mom unexpectedly found out that she was a pill alchemist, her mom actually ran to tell her dad in earnest. In the end, the couple really did open up the ancestral hall to pay their respects to the ancestors.
It was too excessive. Wasn’t it just becoming a pill alchemist? Did her mom have to go so far as to say things such as ‘the ancestors have manifested’…
Qiao Zhongbang merely shook his head in amusement on the side. “Let Xiao Mo and our daughter in first before talking.”
“Okay, okay, okay.” Wei Ziqin held Qiao Mu’s hand as they stepped across the door sill together.
Mo Lian found a place to sit down with Father Qiao before chatting idly.
Wei Ziqin continued to pester her daughter with questions. Upon learning that her daughter’s destination on this trip was that pill alchemist’s secret inheritance realm, Wei Ziqin’s eyes flashed as she anxiously pressed, “That, that great pill master, did you see with your own eyes?”
“Mhm.” Qiao Mu perceived that her mother’s behavior was a bit weird, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Mom, do you know her?”
Wei Ziqin suddenly felt that her expression was a bit excessive, and she quickly glossed it over with a smile as she said with a wave of her hand, “Silly child, Mom is merely an ordinary village woman. How could I know the great pill master you are talking of?”
Yet as Wei Ziqin said this, her gaze settled on Qiao Mu’s face with a faint smile.
Qiao Mu puckered her small mouth. “Since you, Mom, were so happy, I had thought that you had found an old acquaintance.”
Wei Ziqin smiled without continuing the conversation.
Nevertheless, Qiao Mu murmured by herself, “Teacher departed the mortal world all alone in her secret inheritance realm. Later on, I must bury her properly.”
Hearing these words, tears instantly gushed out of Wei Ziqin’s eyes, and she sorrowfully turned aside to wipe her eyes with her handkerchief.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” Qiao Mu pressed her small face close to look at her. “Mom, why are you crying?”
“How is Mom crying?” Wei Ziqin put on a smile with difficulty, and she tugged at her daughter’s small hand. “Mom only feels that you have quite the affinity with that great pill master. This was probably predestined by fate.”
Wei Ziqin’s voice was a bit choked as she held back her gushing tears. “Mom just feels very happy.”
“Mom.” Qiao Mu couldn’t resist smiling, holding onto her mother’s arm as she bantered, “Mom cries when she is happy and when she is sad.”
“You darn lass, you’re even teasing your mom now.” Wei Ziqin poked her small forehead before stating sternly soon afterwards, “Burying your master is a big affair. You might as well let your dad help you handle it. This is your master, so you have to bury her in grandeur.”
Qiao Mu pursed her small mouth. “Mom, I want to bury Teacher next to the sect.”
She’ll lay her teacher to rest on that peach orchard slope.
Wei Ziqin’s eyes reddened slightly, and she encircled her daughter’s shoulders while softly saying, “That’s good too. If your teacher in the nether world knew, she would also be gratified. Being able to rest in peace next to the Holy Water Sect’s late masters…”
Qiao Mu nodded, smiling as she exchanged glances with Wei Ziqin.
