Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 271: Sharing Half with You, So You’re Not Losing Out
That night, the Qi Family ate until everyone was round-bellied.
After washing up, Mrs. Qi stood in the yard and called Qi Manman: "Manbao, time for bed."
"Grandma, tonight I want to sleep with mom!"
Qi Manman’s little head peeked out from the window of the fourth room: "Grandma, you go to sleep first! Tomorrow Manbao will sleep with you!"
Mrs. Qi didn’t expect the little girl to make such a request.
But she didn’t think much of it.
Since they found out Yi Meng was pregnant, afraid the little girl’s bad sleeping habits might kick Yi Meng’s belly, they hadn’t let the little girl sleep in the fourth room.
Now that Yi Meng has finished her postpartum month, it’s time to get close and affectionate with her daughter.
Mrs. Qi stood outside the fourth room and gave some instructions, not forgetting to bring over Qi Manman’s bedding before returning to her own room.
Late in the night, as Qi Quanjin began to snore, Yi Meng felt a little hand tugging at her sleeve.
"Mom, Mom, are you asleep?"
The little girl called out to her cautiously with a breathy voice.
Yi Meng turned to look at her little daughter beside her: "Ready to eat those dishes?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
The little girl nodded eagerly: "Mom, can we go to your space?"
"Sure."
How could Yi Meng refuse?
The mother and daughter sat up, and in the blink of an eye, their figures disappeared from the kang, leaving only Qi Quanjin and his son snoring and breathing heavily in their sleep.
The space was very bright, and suddenly coming here from darkness, both of them instinctively closed their eyes briefly.
Yi Meng thought the little girl would be amazed after entering the space, but she wasn’t at all interested in those things.
A little white snake suddenly appeared from somewhere, wriggling swiftly as it rushed toward Qi Manman.
"Ah, Little White!"
Qi Manman was delighted to see Little White, she crouched and stretched out her arm, letting it slither all the way up to her neck.
Seeing how close the girl and the snake were, Yi Meng felt goosebumps rise repeatedly.
Little White remained as small as ever, seemingly never growing.
Now coiled around Qi Manman’s neck, it looked like a silver-white choker.
One spoke in human language, the other hissed, and Yi Meng couldn’t understand a thing, but the two little ones chatted happily.
Yi Meng seized the opportunity to take out the dishes she had set aside during dinner preparation.
The little girl, amid chatting with the snake, had specifically requested this.
There were ten dishes made for dinner, Yi Meng placed two dishes in each plate, arranging five plates in total.
Then she took out an empty bowl, filled halfway with millet.
After that, she retrieved three sticks of incense she had prepared beforehand and placed them by the bowl.
After setting everything up, Yi Meng asked Qi Manman: "Manbao, should mommy leave for now?"
"No need!"
Qi Manman patted Little White’s head, coaxing it to crawl down.
She wriggled her way to Yi Meng, sat on the floor with a thud, and exclaimed.
"What’s wrong? Is something off?"
Yi Meng was anxious.
Though she guessed these were offerings to the heavens, she had never prepared them herself before, so she felt uneasy.
Qi Manman shook her head, smiling brightly as she praised: "Mom, you did great!"
"As long as it’s good."
Yi Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "So what do you want to do now? Need any help from mom?"
"No, mom, just rest aside, I’ll talk, and then we can leave!"
While she spoke, Qi Manman picked up the three sticks of incense.
Yi Meng quickly pushed a mat toward the little girl.
Offering incense to the heavens requires kneeling, I suppose!
But she couldn’t bear to have her daughter kneeling directly on the ground; a mat would be more comfortable.
Yet, the next scene left Yi Meng speechless.
Kneel?
The little girl simply sat on the mat, crossed her legs, looking very much the part.
Watching the little girl pick up the incense sticks intending to insert them into the bowl, Yi Meng was about to mention the fire striker when, unexpectedly, with a wave of her little hand, wispy green smoke began to rise.
Yi Meng: ...
She must be too sleepy, fabulously mistaken, hence seeing such a... magical sight.
Qi Manman was oblivious to her mother’s shock and self-doubt, as she was busy fanning the rising incense smoke with her little hands, spreading it around.
"Grandpa Heavenly Dao, Grandpa Jade Emperor, have you eaten yet?"
"If not, quickly come and have a bite; this food is made by my mom, the earthly mom, it’s really delicious!"
"With so many dishes, just taste each a little, don’t overeat! Manbao wants to save some for breakfast tomorrow!"
The little girl chattered on for quite a while.
Yi Meng observed that the smoke, previously drifting about, at some point began to shoot straight up to the sky, even the little girl’s tiny paws couldn’t sway it slightly.
She felt as if someone were watching her space, yet she couldn’t pinpoint any specific direction.
As if someone were an audience, and she was being observed from every angle without a single blind spot.
"Grandpa Heavenly Dao, the food mom cooked is really tasty, right?"
"I’ve learned so much on earth! Grandpa Heavenly Dao, have you heard this saying? Those who partake owe allegiances proportionate."
"You’ve eaten what my mom made, should you not give some reciprocation?"
The little girl continued chatter incessantly, gazing at the smoke.
In the Nine Heavens, an elderly man with white hair, savoring delicious Jade Dew, suddenly spat out all the wine in his mouth.
He knew it!
He knew it!
That little girl absolutely wouldn’t be so kindly as to offer him unconditionally, but indeed had a pit laid out for him!
It’s just a pity, despite guessing it, he inadvertently fell right in.
The smoke began to waver.
Qi Manman pouted and grumbled, "Manbao doesn’t want too many benefits. Just a teeny bit of wealth for mom’s restaurant, Grandpa Heavenly Dao, let Grandpa God of Wealth allocate just a smidgeon more for mom."
Saying this, she made a tiny gesture with her thumb and forefinger.
Not far off, Yi Meng had completely turned to stone.
That her daughter was blessed by the Heavenly Dao, this was not unexpected.
But... the address Grandpa Heavenly Dao made her little heart almost leap out of her throat.
Not only that, what else did the little girl say?
Let Heavenly Dao request from the God of Wealth, to allocate some wealth for her?
No, when did she plan to open a restaurant? How come she didn’t know?
The smoke trembled violently for a bit, then resumed its usual course, continuing to drift upwards.
At this moment, the little girl acted.
She quickly snuffed out one stick of incense, split it in half with her small hands.
Then she inserted one half into the ground beside her, continuing her chant: "Manbao is a child, with no pocket money, so can’t offer a separate incense for Grandpa God of Wealth. Grandpa God of Wealth, don’t mind, this incense was used by Grandpa Heavenly Dao, sharing you half isn’t a loss."
"Grandpa God of Wealth, accepting Manbao’s incense means you must watch over my mom’s restaurant’s business well!"
The half incense in front of her just ignited, smoke began to crazily disperse, creating a scene... like a vortex of smoke engulfed by a tornado from burning incense.
