Chapter 41 Stop this petty rivalry
Chapter 41: Stop this petty rivalry
" I’m sorry for feeding your curiosity all this while, let me make it up to you with this legendary tale." Lin Mu gave a broad grin as he continued.
"There’s a tale from my homeland about a man named Old Hu shai," Lin Mu said, his voice steady but low. "Hu shai was a farmer, not a warrior. He lived a simple life, tending his fields and minding his own business. But one year, the rains failed, and his crops withered. The other farmers, desperate, turned to a wandering priest who promised to bring rain, but for a price."
The Serinerians leaned in, intrigued.by this strange story of his.
"This priest wasn’t exactly what he seemed," Lin Mu continued. "He demanded offerings. Gold, livestock, even children. The farmers, desperate to save their lands, gave him everything. But the rains never came. It was Hushai who finally spoke up. He said, ’Rain doesn’t fall because of gold or sacrifices. It falls when the earth is ready.’ The priest laughed and mocked him, calling him a fool. ’Then you bring the rain,’ the priest said."
Lin Mu paused, his eyes scanning the faces around the fire. "And you know what Old Hushai did?"
"What?." They all unconsciously asked in unison, all but the Lang brothers of course, although even they were genuinely curious.
Lin Mu smiled feeling satisfied with their keen interest. "He didn’t pray, nor offered sacrifices, or beg the heavens. He dug. Every day, from sunrise to sunset, he dug trenches, tilled his fields, and planted seeds. The other farmers called him mad, but he didn’t stop. And when the rains finally came, his fields were ready to catch every drop. While the others stood in flooded fields, Hushai harvested more than he’d ever dreamed."
The group fell silent, the weight of the story sinking in.