Chapter 2

His gaze uncontrollably darted towards the ceiling. A few years ago, his uncle purchased the upper floor and converted it into a duplex, moving the ancestral worship altar upstairs. The children of the Wei family only went up to pay their respects during festivals; at other times, they remained downstairs, and there was no one at the altar, which he had already checked.

Little Treasure

Xiao Bao had just finished his bath, his fine black hair still slightly damp, which made his complexion appear particularly tender and fair. His features resembled those of his mother, and if his hair were a bit longer, one could easily deceive others into believing he was a little girl; especially since he was wearing a small nightgown, he looked like a miniature doll. If only he could show a bit of expression, Wei Jiaquan thought to himself. He remembered that Ah Sheng also had an identical small nightgown. To be fair, Ah Sheng was much cuter than Xiao Bao, but he could not express this, lest it hurt the child's feelings.

Her eyelashes are dark and curled, with water droplets able to rest upon them, resembling the most beautiful doll in his cousin's room. He had never seen an adult's eyelashes up close before and wondered if everyone had eyelashes like hers

Wei Baoping stared intently at the photograph and finally spoke: "No."

By the way, Xiaobao, are you feeling any better from your cold? Have you finished all your medicine? You really should have just come in with me that day, instead of lingering outside for so long

"Wait a moment! Where are you going? When will you be home?" Uncle said she lives on the altar of the Wei family, right

Grandparents, have you seen her? She is called the Fairy Godmother, mine.

I want to know what all roads lead to Rome mean

His heart began to race a little faster

What?

On the desk lay several old black-and-white photographs, predominantly featuring girls; some appeared to be as old as grandmothers, while others were dressed in vintage sailor suits

She shrugged indifferently. "Who knows? It finally came out, and I don't know what I will face next. Little Bao, I finally have the chance to see you, so this can be considered a wish fulfilled. Hurry back home, I need to catch up, and while there's still time, I want to see a bit more of this world."

He tiptoed across the living room and climbed the stairs, the faint candlelight upstairs came from the offering table. Usually, apart from the morning and evening incense offerings, his aunt and the others would not come up here

Wei Jiaquan had a sudden flash of inspiration and said

Wei Shengsheng reported to his uncle, saying that I am deceiving in class. His uncle has also seen her, and he denied it, but I am not afraid. You can hit me, but I will not take back my words. I did not lie; I want to say loudly that none of you have! Only I have a wonderful fairy godmother!

Her gaze momentarily went blank, then quickly returned to normal. With a sweep of her hands, she lifted the soft, drenched little body... No, she embraced it entirely.

In a moment of impulse, he stepped forward and whispered, "I ... ... "

Ah, Xiaobao, you are so cute like this! If you show this kind of expression to your uncle more often, he will surely soften at your feet

He seemed to understand yet not understand, with a look of confusion on his face

Wei Jiaquan coughed again while covering his mouth, rubbing his hands and said

Wei Baoping looked at him with a wooden expression

Indoors, silence prevails

She walked back and forth with a face full of curiosity, even walking backward, constantly looking around, just to admire the houses on both sides washed by the heavy rain and the green branches protruding from the walls. Can't these be seen every day? Are they really that beautiful? Wei Baoping felt puzzled in his heart

Did I cry a lot when I was a child

"So beautiful..." she exclaimed

Little Bao, although I am an ancestor of the Wei family, I would rather be your fairy godmother. Bullying others can be quite fulfilling, but if it goes too far, then it becomes her sin

What about when you were little? Now you are just like when you were little... Haha, I remember now, when you were very small, as small as a grain of rice, you cried every day. If you didn't cry for a day, I would suspect something was wrong with you, but you couldn't speak, so your uncle had to make you cry before he felt at ease. Later, Ah Sheng came along..." Wei Jiaquan suddenly fell silent, meeting the child's unblinking gaze, his mind going blank in an instant... Haha, I remember now, when you were very small, as small as a grain of rice, you cried every day. If you didn't cry for a day, I would suspect something was wrong with you, but you couldn't speak, so your uncle had to make you cry before he felt at ease. Later, Ah Sheng came along..." Wei Jiaquan suddenly fell silent, meeting the child's unblinking gaze, his mind going blank in an instant... Does memory fade as one grows old? When did Xiao Bao stop crying?

I have finished all my medication

Wei Jiaquan felt a chill all over his body. ... Ancestors belong to the ancestors, and ghosts belong to ghosts; rationally, he wanted to affirm this distinction, but emotionally, he understood that there was a connection between the two. Just the thought of a ghost residing in this house, constantly observing them ... made him uneasy.

After finishing his homework, he organized the textbooks for tomorrow, then took out the box of crayons and drawing paper from the bookshelf, and glanced once more at the rooster alarm clock on the bedside table

"It was she who said it. She said that she is my fairy godmother, and you may ask her."

Wei Jiaquan was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and immediately said with excitement

Well

What you have, I do not have; what I have, you do not have

With a soft click, the door closed

"I didn't look closely that day, but you saw it, right? It looks very similar, doesn't it?" Wei Jiaquan pointed at the short-haired girl wearing a student sailor uniform. "This is your great-great-grandmother... It really is her, isn't it?"

Then, if you see her, tell her that Wei Baoping is very well-behaved, that he did not cheat, nor did he steal a wallet. I am just angry that my uncle and the others believe I stole it, so I will steal it for them to see; but I still did not steal it, so I am not a bad person... Then, is it possible... Is it possible to call her back..." He tightly clutched both ends of the drawing paper, his head lowered, the black bangs almost covering his eyes. Is it possible to call her back..." He tightly clutched both ends of the drawing paper, his head lowered, the black bangs almost covering his eyes.

"... ... No. Good people will always be bullied." This is how it is portrayed on television; he does not want to be bullied continuously. Sooner or later, he will be stronger than anyone else.

Wei Baoping silently entered the study, and Wei Jiaquan immediately closed the door, beckoning mysteriously.

Wei Baoping turned to look at the living room; his aunt and his cousins were watching the 8 o'clock show, chatting and laughing together. His cousin was even cuddling up to his aunt playfully. The pajamas his aunt was wearing were not the same floral ones from before. According to his aunt, that pair of pajamas, along with his uncle's blue and white slippers, had disappeared after that heavy rain.

I have not seen her again" Wei Baoping replied softly

Wei Baoping's eyes were dark and cool, and he did not respond

After a short while, he hastily wiped his face, jumped off the stool, and as if to prove that he was well-behaved, he deliberately bowed deeply towards the tablet and quietly said: "Thank you"

Her face was wet, with large drops of rain rolling down her cheeks; he could not discern whether she was beautiful or not, but he thought that, compared to his aunt or Mrs. Chen across the street, she was more attractive in his heart

Do not speak so plainly... They are our ancestors! They are our ancestors! You must show them respect!

Wei Jiaquan was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Where did Xiaobao hear that? Today you asked the immortal teacher about this, so you are quite curious, aren't you?"

He felt a chill run through him, and his whole body became rigid again

Come, tell me, I want to be a good person

He does not give up and continues to say

If you are unable to keep up, you can ask Ah Sheng. Although you are the older brother, Ah Sheng has scored ninety-five on his exams. If you do not understand, just ask; do not resort to cheating. You need to be a good role model, do you understand

He followed her gaze to the gray, overcast sky. How beautiful? Where is the beauty? Rainy days are the most unpleasant, they make everything wet and are not comfortable at all

"... I don't understand," he said in a low voice, somewhat annoyed.

Wei Baoping

I have a fairy godmother, mine. Only I have her, my uncle does not have her, my aunt does not have her, Wei Shengsheng does not have her, Wei Xiaoqiao does not have her, my classmates do not have her, only Wei Baoping has her

The fairy godmother is specifically here to guide you towards the difficult and painful path of being a good person in the days to come. Your life is still so long; if you choose to be a bad person, it lacks challenge. Being a bad person is too easy; you can simply set fire or kill, and you will achieve it. You are so smart; you should challenge yourself with something more difficult, like being a good person. Hmm? Being a good person is a bit hard, but in the future, you will definitely like it. Why not give it a try?

Little Bao, in the future... that future, your uncle will not hit you anymore. If you make mistakes again, we will use other methods of punishment, and we will not hit you.

Then, he tiptoed quietly down the stairs to return to his room

Oh? It sounds like you have already reached a bifurcation point of golden darkness in the early stages of your life. Well then, let's change the subject. A good person does not have to be bullied either. Come, say to me, I want to be a good person who is not bullied

Then, she disappeared into the rain without a trace, wearing a floral nightgown and blue-and-white slippers, making a soft pattering sound.

But, uncle, she can wear clothes; she is wearing aunt's pajamas and uncle's blue and white slippers. Aren't the ghosts in the television shows unable to touch anything?

She truly belongs to me! You say I am lying, claiming that there are no fairy godmothers in this world, that is all a deception for children; only naive little kids would be fooled, but I am not naive!

Is it a good thing to have no expression? Wei Jiaquan comforted himself. This means that Xiao Bao did not hear what that ancestor said about Ah Hui's private complaints that day, right? Every time he came home from work this week and saw Xiao Bao, he always avoided him awkwardly. Yes, Ah Hui should not have said such things, but it was private and not public. This home belongs to him and Ah Hui; isn't home a place where everything can be communicated?

She couldn't hear his voice at all, but as if they were connected by a tacit understanding, she suddenly turned around and said to him with a smile:

Little Bao, it is a good thing to have a thirst for knowledge. Your uncle also wants to tell you, but you are too young to understand. You need to study hard, aim for first place in your exams, and the more you read, the more you will understand everything. How about this: if you do not cheat next time and can achieve first place in your class, your uncle will buy you the book "The Water Floods Jinshan Temple" for you to study on your own. Come, let’s make a promise; if you cannot do it, you will be a little dog.

He covered his mouth and coughed once, then said

Is she a fairy godmother

Then... you are the ancestor of the Wei family, what about my mother? What about her?

By the way, I asked Ah Sheng, and he might have misunderstood. He saw you holding your classmate's wallet and thought you were going to steal it. You were just picking it up for your classmate and putting it back, right? Really... really good. It was your uncle who misunderstood you, which is why he hit you so hard. Your uncle apologizes to you. However, in the future, you also need to learn to speak up for yourself. Of course, you must tell the truth. Don't be foolish enough to get hit, as it would make it seem like your uncle is being unfair, and that would anger our ancestors. After saying this all in one breath, Wei Jiaquan finally felt relieved. So... it won't happen again, right?

"If you don't want to be a good person, that's fine; I've done my best. Wei Baoping, you are still a child, so you should act like one, understanding how to cry and how to laugh. Look, learn from your younger cousins how to be charming; they can be charming to their parents, and you can be charming to your uncle and aunt. You must first learn to win people's favor; only then will they open doors for you, and whatever you desire will come easily. 'Oh! It seems like I've digressed a bit? Never mind, after all, it's all pretty much the same; all roads lead to Rome, and as long as the outcome is the same, that's good enough. You must first learn to win people's favor; only then will they open doors for you, and whatever you desire will come easily. 'Oh! It seems like I've digressed a bit? Never mind, after all, it's all pretty much the same; all roads lead to Rome, and as long as the outcome is the same, that's good enough."

The tablet on the offering table did not respond to him

Before he had a chance to react, he heard a "pop" sound, as if he had been kissed... as if he had been kissed...

Who are you trying to fool!" She scoffed, bending down to press her palm to a height that was only one-third of her calf. "When you were so small, you knew how to cry until the heavens collapsed and the earth split apart, flooding the Golden Mountain Temple. I heard it every day, to the point of almost going mad. Back then, you must have shed all your tears for a lifetime, and now you wouldn't cry, would you?

What a fairy godmother, you have watched too many cartoons. Fairy godmothers are meant for girls. After a week of intense tension, I finally relaxed a bit and took a proper look at my nephew.

Even if Ah Hui is complaining, this family should allow her any complaints, as long as it does not let Xiao Bao know. In any case, he has now breathed a huge sigh of relief

Suddenly, that awkward atmosphere reappeared. Ever since the ancestors manifested to express their grievances, every time he saw Xiaobao, he felt a bit embarrassed. He had thought that once it was addressed, everything would be fine.

Uncle, do I cry a lot?

"Is she a ghost?" Wei Baoping asked in a low voice

The television in the living room was still on, and Wei Xiaoqiao was chattering with her aunt about the plot, creating a harmonious atmosphere; originally sitting on the sofa, Wei Shengsheng suddenly nestled into his mother's arms upon seeing him, giving her a strong kiss.

Wei Bao turned around expressionlessly and went back to his room to do his homework

"Be good and quickly go do your homework," he said

"I have never seen you before," the child's tone remained very firm, and his expression was even more stern. "You... who are you?"

He quietly opened a corner of the door; it was already nearly eleven o'clock at night. The living room had long been dark, with only a faint light coming from beneath his uncle and aunt's room.

I am the ancestor of the Wei family! I have been watching you grow up, and seeing my descendants not amounting to much, I naturally have to step in to mediate. She declared emphatically: "Uncle, with your brilliant strategies and boundless imagination, you have unraveled the mystery that has long puzzled me. Yes, I am indeed the ancestor of the Wei family, and I am disappointed that my descendants have not lived up to expectations, which is why I have appeared!"

Immediately afterward, he found himself being set down. His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively wanted to grab hold of this older sister, but he abruptly halted this action, which he himself despised.

She said softly

Uncle, what is the flooding of Jinshan Temple?

Upon hearing this, Wei Jiaquan laughed heartily and said

Wei Jiaquan suddenly realized that he had spoken his innermost thoughts aloud. His old face flushed, and he waved his hand. "Alright, alright, it's fine now, the misunderstanding has been cleared up. You can go back to your room and do your homework..." Seeing the child still standing there, he frowned and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The little finger in mid-air waited in solitude, and finally, Wei Jiaquan awkwardly withdrew his hand, giving a perfunctory rub to the child's head before pulling back.

Little Bao, if you happen to overhear your uncle or aunt saying something you do not understand, please make an effort to ask. Your uncle and aunt will explain it to you, as this helps to avoid misunderstandings. Your uncle and aunt are always fair and would never speak carelessly. Do you understand

Is this ... ? ... praising him? He was taken aback. Suddenly, a sense of panic surged within him, and he exclaimed:

Little Bao, please come in

"Immortal Godmother?" What is that? He had never heard of the flooding of Jingshan Temple. Wei Baoping had originally turned his gaze away in fear when she picked him up, but at this moment, he couldn't help but steal a glance at her.

I see, so... are you keeping up with your studies lately

He meticulously applied strokes, and finally felt that it resembled something, quickly holding the drawing paper up to the ancestral tablets of the Wei family on the offering table. He pursed his lips and awkwardly began to speak

Little Bao, you have awakened the dreamer with your words! You are clever, not a ghost! That means you have become an immortal! It must be the ancestor of the Wei family, who has already become a deity, guiding me!

Isn't it? Then it must be someone like that, or perhaps your great-great-grandmother's mother or something..." Wei Jiaquan raked his hair with his fingers, sitting down a bit uneasily, murmuring: "It must be her. Xiaobao, you don't know, in the generations before your great-great-grandmother, the Wei family had not yet fallen; every one of them was a young lady or young master raised in wealth, no wonder she looks so proud, as if she were looking down on others through her nostrils.

He moved a small stool, stepped on it, spread the drawing paper on the altar, took out the crayons, and focused on drawing the people from his memory

Little Treasure, ah...

Wei Baoping, remember, all roads lead to Rome, it is not just the fools who assume this. Do not let your godmother lose face. I see that the great Wei Baoping is a little boy who is smarter than Wei Shengsheng, Wei Xiaoqiao, and all the Wei family members, and will one day become an extraordinary man, hmm?

Wei Baoping had just finished taking a shower and was passing through the living room to return to his room when he was quietly called by his uncle, Wei Jiaquan

Little Bao, come over and take a look, do these few photos resemble anyone?

Wei Baoping has already been petrified

Wei Baoping made a sound of acknowledgment and opened the study door

He tightly closed his mouth. ... Even when she leaned her face close to him, and he could almost feel her breath, he still refused to speak ... ? ... Do ghosts also have breath? ? This thought vaguely flashed through his mind.

The sudden downpour caused a faint mist to rise from the ground, rendering his vision somewhat hazy, and her figure became indistinct as well