Qin Liuxi handed a few silver notes to Qing Yuan, her face pained. Helping people with ancestral grave matters and banishing an evil path, her hard-earned money couldn't even warm up before it had to be given away.
Qing Yuan smiled gleefully as he grasped the silver notes. With a slight effort, he made sure they fell into his hands safely, smiling: "This year our Daoist Temple can build another Daoist Room and buy a few stones of grain for winter charity."
He then glanced at Qin Liuxi's figure and said: "We also need to replace your Daoist robe; you've grown taller again."
A child grows quickly; Daoist robes need replacing almost yearly. Although they intentionally make them larger, she's outgrown them. But growing well is proof of good nurture.
That's why Qingping Temple's feng shui nurtures people.
Qin Liuxi said: "We also need to buy some common herbal medicine. I see the weather's unusual this year; I fear the season won't be good, there may be disasters."
