Chapter 8: Selling Children
It was such a rare opportunity that he couldn’t let it slip by. Excited, he hastily bonded with the soul. Only after the bond did he realize that the owner of this soul was still just a baby. However, after only a few days, he accepted this fact. A baby is good, still a blank slate, he reasoned. If I can guide it secretly, and given the soul’s inherent purity, the child will undoubtedly grow up to be a person of great merit. With this in mind, he was no longer impatient. After all, I’ve waited for a thousand years; a few more won’t matter, he thought.
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In an ancient farmhouse family, there was little evening entertainment, and oil lamps were expensive. As soon as it got dark, everyone was in bed.
Because Zhao Zhitong had been frightened during the transmigration, she hadn’t wanted to sleep alone these past few days, always clinging to Sun Mei to sleep together.
At the same time, Sun Mei and Zhao Dong didn’t feel at ease leaving her alone in bed, so they agreed.
Sun Mei sprayed some floral-scented insect repellent and used a fan to drive away the mosquitoes before putting up the mosquito net.
Just after taking a bath, the little girl dashed in like a bouncing ball and reminded her mother, "Mom, I want to go to school with you tomorrow. I want to play with Zhao Yue."
Before Sun Mei’s traveling through time, she had worked as a cook at Country Gentry Wei’s Private School in the neighboring Xiaoyi Village. It was a relaxed job, and she only had to cook one lunch a day. Sun Mei continued doing this job after her time traveling, afraid of arousing suspicion.
As no one was at home to care for Zhao Zhitong, Sun Mei would bring her along whenever she went to the Private School to cook.
Sun Mei pressed the edge of the mosquito net under the straw mat, then lay down beside Zhao Zhitong and coaxed her to sleep, "Alright, alright, go to sleep now."
Believing that they had agreed, Zhao Zhitong snuggled into Sun Mei’s arms, closed her eyes, and happily fell asleep.