An Ya had departed. Ye Lingfeng silently brought Zhouzhou back to the Ye family ho.
He accompanied her as she watched television, and once she had fallen asleep, he gently carried her to her room.
Gazing down at his little girl in bed, Ye Lingfeng felt a slight relief, for Zhouzhou seed to be doing well. This reassured him.
He glanced at the bag on the bedside table and couldn't shake off the feeling that the Ancestral Master had been unusually silent today, almost as if avoiding him.
Narrowing his eyes, he was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. Quickly, he hung up, ensuring Zhouzhou remained undisturbed, then stepped out of the room.
On the bed, Zhouzhou smacked her lips and rolled over, her little tummy rising and falling with her peaceful breaths.
The Ancestral Master erged from the statue, glanced at the sleeping girl, and gently covered her with the blanket.
He scratched his head, troubled by the thought that this family might wear him out. With a sigh, he retreated back into the statue.
Unaware of any of this, Zhouzhou stretched her chubby arms and legs, sleeping soundly. The next day, Zhouzhou slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing the black curtains, she knew she was at the Ye family ho. Her grandmother's room was always adorned in pink. She smiled, rolled over, and found herself falling into an empty space.
She looked up but did not see the familiar almond eyes that mirrored her own. Zhouzhou paused, then it dawned on her: her mother had left to be reincarnated last night. She would never have her mother again.
There would be no one to respond when she called for her mother, no one to tell her stories or sing to her. The pain crept in slowly.
Her lips quivered, and Zhouzhou burst into tears. Ye Lingfeng was on a call when he heard her wailing. Without a second thought, he rushed to her room.
He found Zhouzhou sitting on the bed, bewildered, her small body shaking with sobs, frantically calling out for her mother.
Ye Lingfeng's heart clenched. He quickly approached and lifted Zhouzhou into his arms. She clung to his neck, crying heart-wrenchingly, "Mommy, I want Mommy…"
Ye Lingfeng was at a loss, his emotions a tumultuous mix of sorrow for An Ya's loss and the realization that he was not as familiar with Zhouzhou as Qin Lie had been.
Zhouzhou had been in shock, but now that she understood, she couldn't bear the pain of losing her mother.
"Zhouzhou," he began, his voice hoarse as he fought back his own tears. "Your mommy is gone."
Hearing this, Zhouzhou cried even harder. Ye Lingfeng, feeling the depth of her anguish, held her in silence. Suddenly rembering sothing, he swiftly carried her to his room.
He opened the bedside drawer, retrieved a box, and took out a bracelet. "Look, Zhouzhou, this was your mommy's. When you miss her, you can look at this bracelet, alright?"
Zhouzhou opened her teary eyes, clutching the bracelet tightly. Tears still streaming down her face, she asked, "What about Daddy?"
"I'll hold it. When Daddy misses Mommy, there will be nothing to look at," she said, reluctantly handing the bracelet back to him.
She hugged him tightly, her small face buried in his neck, dampening it with her tears. "Daddy will miss Mommy a lot too."
Her words brought tears to Ye Lingfeng's eyes. He held Zhouzhou a bit tighter. With her chin resting on his shoulder, her face full of sorrow, she murmured, "When I miss Mommy, I'll co to see the bracelet with you."
"Alright," Ye Lingfeng replied, his voice trembling. Father and daughter clung to each other, surrounded by a boundless sea of loneliness and longing.
"Well..." At this mont, the Ancestral Master floated out, coughed softly, and whispered, "Actually, An Ya also left a gift for Zhouzhou."
Hearing this, both turned to look at him. The Ancestral Master slowly pulled sothing out from his sleeve. It was a halo of golden light, shaped like a coin (yuanbao).
As soon as it erged, the golden yuanbao flew directly towards Zhouzhou, bounced joyfully a few tis, and finally settled firmly on her hair.
Zhouzhou was stunned, touching it with her hand. It felt warm. She frowned slightly and looked sharply at Ye Lingfeng. The golden light was clearly related to the protective golden light surrounding him. What was going on?
Ye Lingfeng's expression instantly turned severe. "Didn't I tell you to give it to Yaya?"
His deanor suddenly beca icy and intimidating, causing the Ancestral Master to retreat a few steps in fear. He hurriedly explained, "It's not my fault, this was all An Ya's idea!"
At the ntion of An Ya's na, Ye Lingfeng's harshness softened slightly, though his face remained cold. "Explain yourself. What's going on?"
The Ancestral Master cautiously inched forward a bit. "Alright, I'll explain, but you must promise not to get angry or bla . I had no choice."
Seeing Zhouzhou's clear, tear-washed eyes and her tear-streaked face, he sighed deeply and said, "Yes, Zhouzhou, I was supposed to transfer so of the rit points to An Ya. I did, and you also gave her a bit of your protective golden light. But An Ya didn't want it. She said she didn't care about her next life; she was more concerned about you two. She wished for you both to live peaceful lives."
"So, she only took a portion of the rit points and left the rest for to rge with the protective golden light, creating a golden shield for Zhouzhou. This shield can protect her from three lightning strikes."
"An Ya's exact words were that Zhouzhou cherished her hair the most and it couldn't be struck again, or the little girl would be heartbroken. She hadn't left much for Zhouzhou, so she wanted to give her this."
He finished, looking at them quietly. Zhouzhou's face was full of surprise, clearly not expecting this.
She touched the golden yuanbao on her head, her mouth quivering, and tears began to flow again. This ti, she didn't cry out loud but silently wept, making it even more heartbreaking.
The Ancestral Master sighed again and said, "Zhouzhou, as soone from the Xuann, you should know this is the best outco for her. If she hadn't reincarnated this ti, she would have beco a wandering ghost with no chance of reincarnation. Moreover, the rit points she took are sufficient for her to have a good life in her next incarnation. More would be unnecessary."
"I understand," Zhouzhou said, wiping her eyes, her small fists full of tears. She snuggled into Ye Lingfeng and sobbed, "I just miss Mommy."
She hadn't expected her mother to give her rit points just to protect her hair. Ye Lingfeng hadn't expected it either, realizing now that Yaya had known everything, including his giving her the golden light. Indeed, she had always been the most ticulous person.
The Ancestral Master's delayed explanation was also her arrangent. Now that she had reincarnated, they could no longer give her these things. He owed her far too much in this lifeti.
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