Parking Lot

The backyard of the security escort agency.

The cook, who was in charge of cooking, had been worried about losing her job these past few days after seeing that her boss had brought back two women.

Unexpectedly, these two women either stayed in their rooms without making a sound all day, or they went out and wandered around until it was dark and they were never home, let alone take over her cooking duties.

Thus, the cook at the escort agency was relieved for the second time after Jiang Youfu's brief stay and departure.

She kept her job once again.

Just as Qin Jianghe was making detailed plans for the expansion of his escort agency, a young girl entered Xiushui Village in a luxuriously decorated carriage.

Across from the girl sat a woman dressed in tattered clothes.

At this moment, the woman sat upright inside the carriage, her hands and feet moving somewhat awkwardly, as if afraid of soiling the exquisitely decorated interior.

The woman looked at the girl opposite her; this was clearly her daughter, whom she had carried for ten months.

I never imagined that my daughter, who has been away from home for less than a year, would be so different from how I remember her.

The woman was Madam Liu, the wife of the eldest son of the Niu Household, and her daughter opposite her was Niu Xiaoxue.

Looking at Niu Xiaoxue, who sat comfortably in the carriage opposite her, Madam Liu felt completely unfamiliar with her.

"Xue, is the immortal sect in Xiushui Village really able to accept people? I've heard that many noble people have cried and begged to join this sect, but they all refuse."

Hearing her mother's question, Niu Xiaoxue felt a little displeased. She frowned slightly and said in a rather impatient tone:

"Mother, please stop saying all this! How can I be compared to those mortals? Who am I? I'm a twelve-year-old Mutated Single Spirit Root Qi Refining cultivator! When I went to the Shangyang Sect, I was carefully cared for and nurtured by those immortal seniors. What do those mortals have to compare to me? Can they even cry?"

"I was destined to cultivate immortality from birth. What are those mortals compared to me? Look, now that I've returned, those so-called nobles have even specially arranged a carriage for me, complete with a driver. What's the purpose? Isn't it just to curry favor with me?"

Madam Liu was not convinced by her words and remained uneasy.

After all, she felt that she was the one who gave birth to the child, and she was just an ordinary person, so how could she give birth to an immortal?

However, unlike her, Niu's father, who was sitting outside the carriage, was originally chatting and laughing with the coachman with a bit of flattery, but when he heard Niu Xiaoxue's voice coming from inside the carriage, he coughed twice and stopped talking. He gradually put away his expression and stopped looking at the coachman, instead staring straight ahead, as if the coachman, who had been chatting quite happily just a second ago, was air.

He had previously thought that the coachman was from a wealthy family and that he should cultivate a good relationship with him. But after hearing his daughter's words, he realized that he was, after all, the father of an immortal!

How could I possibly associate with such lowlifes as a rickshaw driver?

Thinking about it, Niu Dafu even moved his buttocks to the side.

Although the distance moved was practically negligible, the intended message and attitude were quite clear.

The coachman, who was standing nearby, naturally heard what Niu Xiaoxue said.

The coachman was initially pleased to see that the little fairy's father was willing to chat with him, and he kept pulling on the reins while racking his brains for topics that would be pleasant to talk about.

The little fairy in the car actually said this...

Seeing the little fairy's father's expression again, the coachman suddenly felt a little foolish.

He wasn't particularly angry, but rather somewhat embarrassed, he shut his mouth and continued to concentrate on driving the carriage.

Forget about immortals or anything like that; he just needs to do his job well.

After walking for a short while, they saw Xiushui Village.

The carriage was stopped before it even reached the village entrance.

Looking at the villagers who had stopped him, Niu Xiaoxue's father Niu Dafu, asked gruffly, his nostrils flared:

"What are you doing? What's wrong?"

The villagers who stopped them pointed to a newly cleared flat area not far away and said:

"Carts are not allowed into the village. That's where they're stored. You can just go there and leave your carriage there."

Because Xiushui Village is not very spacious inside, and the village roads are not very wide, and nowadays more and more people are coming here, many of whom come on horseback or by carriage.

Therefore, when Lin Xiao discussed these arrangements with the village chief, they did mention them before.

Many new facilities have been added to and around the village recently.

This parking lot is one of them.

Essentially, it involved transforming a barren area near the village entrance, filled with scattered rocks, sand, and stones, into a large, flat area.

Of course, the Lingxian Sect took care of cutting the stones, but the villagers were responsible for handling the remaining miscellaneous tasks.

The parking lot was a name suggested by Lin Xiao. All horse-drawn carriages, oxcarts, donkey carts, and mule carts not belonging to the village, as well as any oxen, horses, donkeys, or mules that come by, will have to park in this newly designated parking lot.

With the increasing flow of people, Xiushui Village is now bustling with activity all day long, and the villagers are very happy about the parking lot plan.

Currently, the parking lot is being looked after by registered households in the village on a ten-day rotating basis. If any household fails to properly look after the parking lot, their hosting privileges will be revoked.

The families who signed up all cherished this opportunity.

The village chief said that from now on, all kinds of manure collected daily from this parking lot will belong to the family that manages it that day.

Livestock manure is a really good thing.

With this much fertilizer, we can water many more plots of land.

Moreover, most of these livestock from other places are kept by wealthy families. Wealthy families are willing to spend lavishly on feeding their livestock, so they must use the best feed.

Niu Dafu was unaware that this was a newly established rule in Xiushui Village; it wasn't there when he came to discuss marriage before.

So he still held his nose in the Heavenly Dao:

"Do you know who's sitting in the carriage? It's..."

"Dad! Let's get off the bus."

Niu Dafu wanted to continue speaking, but his daughter stopped him, so he had to shut up reluctantly.

Niu Xiaoxue didn't care about her father's mood. She lifted the carriage curtain, jumped out, looked around Xiushui Village, didn't say another word, and started walking forward.

"Hey! Honey, wait for me!"

Madam Liu lifted the carriage curtain, before she could even find a safe place to get out, she saw her husband chasing after their daughter as they ran into the village.

In the end, the driver found her a footstool to help her get out of the carriage.

Madam Liu thanked the driver and hurried after her husband.

The coachman watched the departing family from behind, shook his head and sighed. Then, following the villagers' instructions, he drove the carriage into the parking lot, received a wooden number plate, and found a shady spot to rest and wait for the family of three.

He examined the number plate in his hand. It looked like a wooden plate, but something about it felt different. It was cool to the touch and quite heavy, unlike a small wooden plate.