Su Min spoke with a gentle tone, as if the delicate He Tiantian before her was a little doll made of snow, and speaking too loudly might just melt her away.
"Mom, I want sour and spicy fish with lots of fish!"
He Tiantian had completely assimilated into this body and effortlessly ordered her original host’s favorite dishes.
"Okay, Mom will go buy the fish now!"
Su Min’s face broke into a smile upon hearing her daughter order in a soft, tender voice.
Well then, my girl is willing to order food, It must mean her appetite is back.
And once she could eat, it indicated that her physical condition wasn’t too bad.
Having raised a sickly child, Su Min was experienced in monitoring her health.
"By the way, where’s Dad? Did he go back to the Taoist Temple?"
He Tiantian pretended to look around, trying to spot her father.
"Yes, today’s the fifteenth, the big temple fair day, it’s bustling up on the mountain!"
Where there were more people, the Taoist Temple saw more pilgrims.
Half the month’s KPI depended on this day.
For this, He Qingfeng had prepared a bunch of talismans, all types and clearly priced, just waiting for, ahem, the pilgrims to come.
He would rush back midday as he had seen his daughter’s favorite rice cakes and hurried down the mountain for them.
Watching his daughter eat and settle down to sleep, He Qingfeng felt relieved and headed back to the mountain to earn money.
Ah, the house in his daughter’s school district wasn’t settled yet, as a major breadwinner, He Qingfeng felt a lot of pressure.
"Mom, I miss Dad, I want to go see him!"
He Tiantian thought of something, tilted her head cutely, and said sweetly and obediently.
"Just after he left, and you want to go already? You little ungrateful one, Mom attends to your food and clothing every day, and all you talk about is Dad!"
Su Min feigned jealousy while chattering away but did not stop dressing her daughter quickly and efficiently.
He Tiantian hurriedly reached out her hands, "I, I can do it myself!"
Not to mention her mental age, but this body was already nine years old, having been in primary school for three years. Having her mom still dressing her was just too embarrassing!
"Your body is frail, let Mom help!"
While speaking, Su Min had already efficiently put on He Tiantian’s shoes.
He Tiantian: ... Having such doting parents is truly a sweet burden.
Though she was already no stranger to love, encountering such parents again made He Tiantian wholeheartedly joyful and intoxicated.
"Thank you, Mom!" He Tiantian said sweetly as she thanked her.
"Child, no need to be so polite with Mom!" Though she complained, Su Min felt very pleased inside.
Both she and her husband grew up without parental love, never experiencing the warmth and happiness of a family.
Therefore, they were extremely indulgent with their daughter, wanting to pour all the love they lacked into her.
People around them gossiped, and some even said, "Goodness, cherishing a girl like a treasure?"
"Master He and Immortal Nun Su may be capable people, but they are a bit muddled when it comes to their child!"
To such nonsensical talk, He Qingfeng and Su Min simply scoffed.
What son or daughter? They were the beloved flesh and blood, the continuation of their lineage.
As long as she was their child, inheriting both their genes, they loved her regardless of gender!
Besides, what’s wrong with doting on their own child a bit more?
Although it might spoil her, their Tiantian was such a loving and sensible child; even if pampered, she hadn’t turned out bad.
Smart, good in studies, and respectful to her parents, she was truly the best child in the eyes of Lady He and her husband.
"Mom, I’m going up the mountain then!"
He Tiantian jumped off the bed, and Su Min quickly reached out to support her, fearing her frail daughter might fall.
He Tiantian grasped Su Min’s arm, and with her other hand, she secretly pinched at an angle unseen by Su Min.
A piercing scream inaudible to humans tore through the air.
Since morning, following the old lady who had come to the He Family for a spirit-calling ritual for her grandson, and taking the opportunity to attach to Su Min, the ghost from the desolate village seemed to have been burnt upon He Tiantian’s touch.
The dense black yin energy also dissipated a lot in an instant.
"Master, spare my life! Spare my life! I had no ill intentions; truly, I was just curious about what kind of person Immortal Nun Su was in the village—"
The black mist turned into a human shape, knelt down immediately, and frantically kowtowed and bowed before He Tiantian...