You Look Like My Baby’s Mom - Chapter 3
“Sister, I’m dying of laughter!”
Du Lili rushed over, excitedly telling the person in the car, “Qian Ming’s mother specifically found someone to tell her fortune. They said Qian Ming was possessed and must be slapped for three years, and each time there must be more than three people watching!”
This whole thing sounded bizarre and ridiculous, but Du Lili personally watched Qian Ming get slapped. Seeing his eyes, which clearly hated it but were publicly executed with nowhere to hide, was incredibly gratifying! The pain and suppression piled up in her heart over the past few months were all vented in the crisp sound of the slaps.
Qian Ming was truly incompetent. She must have been blind to fall for such trash before!
“I originally wanted to send him to jail, but thinking about it, being slapped will teach him a better lesson!” Du Lili’s eyes couldn’t hide her disgust for Qian Ming. She said regretfully, “It’s just that he only gets slapped once every three days, and only three slaps each time.”
She was with Qian Ming for two years and knew him well. This man was vain, hypocritical, and loved face. Being slapped in front of people, watched by the entire village, and having to be watched for three years, was enough to crush all his arrogance, strip away all the seemingly luxurious feathers of this “phoenix man,” and make him realize he was just a grey chicken!
(No offense to chickens here.)
Her manager completely disagreed, saying, “Do you really think this punishment is good? If he goes to jail for theft, that stain will be on his record for life. That’s the best punishment for him!”
Du Lili’s smile suddenly dimmed. She took a deep breath and said, “But compared to sending him to jail, I’d rather see him get slapped.”
She took out her phone.
“After his mother knew who I was, she asked someone to add my contact info, even using Qian Ming’s phone. She said every time Qian Ming gets slapped, she’ll record it and send it to me.” Du Lili curled her lip. “It’s really surprising that Qian Ming has such a reasonable mother.”
The manager still disagreed.
Wen Ci’s thoughts returned. She looked back and asked her, “What if Qian Ming runs away secretly?”
Du Lili straightened up and said, “Qian Ming’s mother guaranteed me that she absolutely won’t let him leave for these three years. Although I don’t know why she’s so sure Qian Ming can’t leave, I also have a plan B. If Qian Ming runs away secretly, I’ll immediately send him to jail!”
Speaking of this, Du Lili suddenly turned her head to look at the two police officers, one older and one younger, who came with her. Thinking about it, she felt surprised herself: “They agreed!”
“It’s strange to say, but the villagers here believe in that, what was it, the spirit beast. The fortune teller Qian Ming’s mother found is said to be able to see the spirit beast. I didn’t expect there to be a righteous fortune teller these days!”
What kind of strange thing was that?
The manager’s face was a little dark, feeling that Du Lili was messing around.
“Forget it. Since this is your choice… but you also have to respect your decision. I won’t sympathize if you regret it later,” Wen Ci’s tone was gentle, her meaning clear.
“Of course, I won’t regret it!”
Du Lili felt like she was melting in Wen Ci’s soft voice, her heart trembling. She quickly took a handkerchief from her pocket and unfolded it.
A blood red thread strung together a piece of ink colored jade. The small, bright fish with a glossy sheen seemed frozen in a lifelike instant as it flicked its tail. Although the ink color was deep and the fish body delicate, those who saw the ink fish inexplicably felt a cold aura emanating from it.
“Ah…”
Seeing the lost and found item, Wen Ci’s face lit up completely, the corners of her eyes slightly red. She held the ink jade in her palm, cherishing it immensely.
The rock in Du Lili’s heart dropped, and she couldn’t help but joke with Wen Ci.
“When you lent it to me, Sister Wen, I actually thought this jade looked a bit ominous.”
Wen Ci smiled happily, looked up, and asked her, “And now?”
Du Lili scratched her head, too embarrassed to say she still felt a little scared. Maybe this was the jade’s effect using fierceness to ward off evil, to make demons and monsters quickly leave!
“Many people say that, but it has always protected me. Wearing it, it’s like…” someone is still with her.
Wen Ci didn’t finish, lowered her head, re-hung the ink jade around her neck, and put it inside her clothes. The moment the cold ink jade touched her warm skin, Wen Ci couldn’t help but sigh softly.
Finally, it’s back.
“Shua”
Wind passed, and the grass and trees bowed low.
Du Youran spun around abruptly, looking at the empty space behind her.
Du Youran, carrying a small travel pack and rushing on her journey: ?
The road was wide, empty, and seemed especially desolate.
“A strange feeling.” Du Youran raised her hand and pressed the area over her heart. Just now, she had a momentary palpitation, which came quietly and left suddenly, as fast as a dream.
The unfamiliar feeling made Du Youran a little curious, but there was nowhere to investigate it. Soon, her hand dropped from her chest to rub her empty stomach.
If the divination indicated that the two steamed buns were all she would eat today, she would not agree!
Thinking that she still had a divination to perform today, Du Youran quickly reached into her bag, and her fingertips suddenly touched something warm. She pulled it out and saw a white ball nestled in her palm, curled up, playing dead with its eyes closed.
Du Youran looked expressionless, her tone chilling.
“Why are you here?”
Far away in the mountains, in a quiet temple, the moonlight was like water. Suddenly, white waves surged from all directions, covering the courtyard. Groups of dumplings raised their hands and bowed to the moon, their spirits high and arrogant.
No abbot in the mountain, hamsters reign supreme!
It was worth their long planning. The Spirit Head Mountain finally belonged to the hamsters!
The group of rats was triumphant, but a giant shadow slowly covered their figures.
The rats immediately froze like stones. The bravest one “guzhi guzhi” twisted its rat head and saw a giant black shadow squatting on the roof of the main hall, blocking the moon. Its golden eyes stared at the rebellious group of rats, and “shua,” it spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun.
“Jiji jiji!”
The watchdog is still here! Pull out quick!!
“Hou”
“Hiss!”
Wen Ci suddenly sat up, her head throbbing. She remembered having a dream, but not the content, only the image of a bright, vast full moon hanging high in the sky remained in her mind.
She rubbed her temples, her gaze involuntarily falling on the bed, immediately casting the strange dream aside.
In the soft bedding, a small lump rose, climbing up bit by bit. After a while, it finally drilled out from under the quilt, revealing a head of hair like a burst dandelion.
The dandelion looked only three years old, thin and small, with sleepy eyes. Her small face had a pouting pink lip, and she rubbed her eyes with a dough-like hand, her voice full of grievance.
“Woo… where’s Mommy? I want Mommy…”
Wen Ci smiled, bent down, and hugged her, coaxing, “Good baby. For the next few days, I’m your Mommy.”
In Liancheng City Park, Du Youran stared indifferently at the direction of Spirit Head Mountain. Separated by thousands of meters, the mountain god’s roar last night shattered her dream. Waking up, everything was empty, only remembering a moon hanging in the sky.
Like a pancake.
She regretted it.
Du Youran lowered her eyes and went to wash her face. On her face was the reflection of a teenager who had left their adolescence and was now regretting their rebellious phase.
While on the mountain, she could chat with birds, beasts, and plants even if she was hungry. After coming down the mountain, not only did she have no one to talk to, but most people looked at her with either scrutiny or confusion. The copper coins in her hand were about to melt into copper water. If an old lady hadn’t called out to her, asked if she came from Spirit Head Mountain, asked her for a divination, and then enthusiastically treated her to a meal, she would have doubted her own abilities!
The old lady originally wanted her to stay the night, but Du Youran had used up her three divinations and could not greedily accept the client’s hospitality, so she could only sleep overnight in a tree in the park.
After splashing cold water on her face, that little bit of regret disappeared.
She might go hungry for these two days, but staying on the mountain would mean being hungry for a lifetime. Besides, after talking with the old lady yesterday, she had already grasped the way to make a living!
Du Youran tidied her grey robe, determined the direction, and walked toward the street the old lady had mentioned last night.
As soon as the sky brightened, the streets were full of food carts, with people coming and going. A patch of grey blended into the crowd like water entering the sea, drifting to the roadside. She lifted her hem, squatted down, picked up a stone, and wrote on the ground with sweeping strokes.
“Fortune-telling”
Someone came over specially to look at her because of her good looks. After reading the words on the ground, their expression was subtle. They thought this was an internet celebrity putting on a show for a video, so he specifically said, “The fortune tellers are all under the overpass across the street. This place is full of aunties and uncles buying groceries early in the morning. No one here asks for divination.”
Du Youran shook her head. “I looked. The overpass is full of swindlers.”
The person who spoke laughed but was too embarrassed to say that she wasn’t a swindler herself.
It was a workday today. As soon as eight o’clock arrived, the number of people in the market gradually decreased. A small blue and white car drove in with a speaker, shouting: “Vendors, leave. Time’s up. Vendors, leave…”
Two city management officers got out of the car and waved their hands for the roadside carts to close up. A vendor asked, “Didn’t they usually start chasing people away at nine o’clock?”
At this time, there were still many office workers.
“Not today!” said the plump man with thick eyebrows among the city management. “Hurry up and leave.”
The vendors grumbled, but reluctantly withdrew. As soon as the stalls dispersed, the woman sitting on the curb suddenly became prominent. Her legs were naturally spread apart, her arms resting on her knees, and her loose cuffs were rolled up a few times, revealing thin, white, long wrists. Her slender fingertips held a dry branch, picked up from who knows where, and she was drawing and sketching on the ground.
Du Youran’s hand moved, but her eyes were fixed on the plump city management officer, with a hint of interest in her eyes.
Interesting. Yesterday, in Spirit Head Village, she saw a yellow dog demon working as a police officer and even took a human apprentice. After entering the city, she saw a cat demon city management officer, an orange one at that. In this era of insufficient spiritual energy and difficult cultivation, were there monsters in Liancheng City other than on Spirit Head Mountain that she hadn’t seen?
The city management officer was also looking at her, his nose twitching, his pupils trembling, and cold sweat dripping.
“Goodness, why did this little ancestor come down the mountain!” The orange cat city management officer trembled in his heart, his expression becoming colder. Seeing him like this, the remaining people, who thought something had happened and were hesitant to leave, immediately sped up their pace.
“Hey, you! I’m talking about you. What are you doing?” The other city management officer couldn’t pretend not to see her and pointed at Du Youran.
They weren’t allowed to set up stalls now.
Du Youran’s cloth shoes stepped on the words she had written before, rubbing them slightly. Her voice was slow. “I’m tired from walking. Taking a rest.”
The city management officer saw that she was good looking and was a little suspicious that she was part of the filming crew scheduled to arrive today. Seeing her strange attire, which didn’t look like a Taoist robe, he frowned and hurried her along. “Don’t sit here if you have nothing to do. You”
Before he finished speaking, he realized she must know about the filming and came over to mooch screen time to become famous!
Thinking of this, his intention to drive her away became stronger.
“Go, go, go. Go find a coffee shop or a hamburger place to sit.”
Far away, the orange cat’s liver also began to tremble, fearing that the little ancestor would erupt and educate humans like she educated the spiritual creatures in the mountain. Just as he was immersed in the fantasy of losing a colleague and a tragic murder case on the streets of Liancheng City, Du Youran moved.
She lifted her hem, rummaged in her pocket, pulled out a copper coin, and gave the man in front of her a smile.
“Fortune-telling?”
The orange cat was scared out of his wits, his expression cracking, as if his colleague was already on his deathbed.
The human city management officer’s expression was the same as all normal people’s as if he was about to call the police and arrest Du Youran. However, before he could get angry, a hand from behind “slapped” him on the head, bending him over.
“Tell her, tell her! But we are on duty, we’ll come back at noon to ask for a divination.” The fat city management officer smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, pulling and dragging his colleague into the car.
His colleague was angry with a mix of shock, and a bit of confusion mixed in with the shock.
“Old Mao, what are you doing!” The colleague’s expression was as if he would immediately arrest Du Youran if the fat city management officer didn’t give him a reasonable explanation.
Mao Mao didn’t know how to explain. He couldn’t just tell this human that this was a little ancestor from the mountain whose divination was more accurate than fate, unlike the blind swindlers on the overpass. Moreover, she rarely tells fortunes for people. Since she is willing to do it for you, you are probably, maybe, nine times out of ten, going to run into trouble.
“Old Mao!”
“Ahem, time is up. The filming crew should be here. It’s better to avoid trouble. We’ll come back to find her after the crew finishes filming!”
As for what to do with the little ancestor, that’s another matter.
As soon as Mao Mao finished speaking, several black cars drove up not far away, stopped by the roadside, and a group of people rushed out.
“Daddy, we’re buying fish.”
“Mommy, Mommy, it smells so bad here!”
“I don’t want to come here! I want to go home, woo woo woo…”
“…”
Suddenly, the front of the market was filled with a lively atmosphere.
So many people.
Du Youran’s eyes moved. She quickly sat down and quietly traced the words she had just erased. However, the crowd gathered for a while, shouted slogans, and rushed into the market.
“Mengmeng Team will win!”
“Victory belongs to the Super Team!”
“…”
Among the crowd, Wen Ci carefully held the little girl’s hand, squatted down, and said softly, “Does Yueyue have confidence?”
The child pursed her lips and tilted her head, looking very shy. Wen Ci then chuckled and poked her tickle spot with her index finger. The child immediately smiled, her laughter soft, not as cheerful as the other children.
Wen Ci picked her up. She was wearing sportswear, no makeup, just orange lipstick, her hair simply tied in a ponytail. She looked fresh and sunny, like a college student who had just entered campus. As she walked, she introduced the things on both sides of the road to the child, and thus immediately noticed the person she had seen not long ago.
Still cold and beautiful, with the vast distant mountains replaced by roadside stalls, and without the barrier of glass, the woman’s cold temperament became even more prominent.
Noticing her gaze, Du Youran crossed her spread legs to show seriousness, but the person quickly retracted her gaze and left without looking back. Du Youran felt a little disappointed, and her eyelids blinked faster than usual for a second, but she didn’t give up. She waited from eight o’clock until noon. The potential customers started their lunch break, but still no one came to her.
There is no place for fortune tellers in this world anymore!
Smelling the aroma of the lunchboxes, Du Youran’s stomach growled. She hugged her arms and lowered her eyes. The managers who originally wanted to ask which company she was from saw her cold expression and hesitated to approach.
The filming crew staff thought she was brought by some company to get exposure, while the managers of other companies thought she was an NPC prepared by the filming crew, usually a staff member or a little-known artist they were preparing to promote. They didn’t realize that a good-looking person dressed strangely might not be an artist, but a roadside fortune teller!
On the other side, the orange cat spent the whole morning convincing his colleague that the person they met in the morning was indeed a capable person known to his relatives and friends, capable of divining his entire ancestry, and absolutely not a swindler!
Out of camaraderie, the two of them brought fragrant noodles to find Du Youran at noon, but the noodles were fragrant, yet there were no bowls. In their haste, they also forgot to bring chopsticks.
In the trembling eyes of the orange cat, Du Youran squinted.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
A voice as gentle as a spring breeze fell into Du Youran’s ears. She turned her head, the coldness on her face not yet gone. She saw her potential customer from the morning standing there smiling, with a shy little girl hidden behind her.
Du Youran suddenly had a feeling of familiarity. She subconsciously twitched her nose, suddenly realizing that she was acting like the animals on the mountain that recognized people by smell.
Seeing her suddenly frown, Wen Ci smiled and handed the lunchbox in her hand to Du Youran, her peripheral vision scanning the two tall, unfamiliar men blocking the woman. Her voice was gentle, “Are you hungry? I have an extra meal here. I’ll give it to you.”
Such a good thing?
Du Youran looked at it. The dark box contained vegetables and meat, and the snow-white rice even had a braised chicken drumstick on top! There were also disposable chopsticks and a spoon. Then she looked at what the silly cat had brought…
Du Youran, who made a choice without hesitation, seriously said to Wen Ci, “We are not related, so I cannot accept your gift. Let me tell you a fortune.”
Hmm?
Wen Ci’s lips were slightly parted. She thought she had misheard. She felt Du Youran spoke a bit too formally, but her voice… was very pleasant. Since the two men were still lingering, she had no choice but to say, “Okay.”
After agreeing, Wen Ci realized they were still at the filming location and regretted it a little. Facing the woman’s slightly bright eyes, Wen Ci, who was not good at refusing, immediately gave up the idea of taking back her words. She thought for a moment, turned around, and said to the two unfamiliar men, “I have bowls and chopsticks. Let this lady eat the meal I gave her.”
The implication was that they were not needed.
The orange cat, who was wearing civilian clothes for fear of bad influence, quickly said, “We also came to ask for a divination. You go first, we’re not in a hurry!”
“…”
Wen Ci looked even more puzzled.
“What do you want to divine?” Du Youran shook the copper coins and asked Wen Ci.
Wen Ci suddenly found it amusing. Since the crew members were all around, she wasn’t worried about Du Youran doing anything. She lowered her head and looked at the little girl who was obediently hugging her leg, and curved her eyes.
“Let’s divine… hmm… when I will have a second child!”
Because Wen Ci stayed there for a long time, many crew members were curious and gathered around. Upon hearing this, everyone chuckled. Who didn’t know that Wen Ci was clean, had never dated, and had no rumors? This child was part of the script setting. So this person who waited all morning was a roadside swindler!
Let Teacher Wen expose the scam online and help her turn over a new leaf. It would be a pity for someone so good-looking to be a swindler!
Eyes full of watching the show fell on Du Youran.
Du Youran didn’t care about their thoughts. She raised her hand and scattered the coins.
“Ding ding ding.”
The copper coins landed on the ground, and her thin, long fingers slowly moved.
Someone laughed and asked, “Did you figure it out?” A cameraman stood by, filming.
“Huh?” Du Youran, who had been sitting all this time, raised an eyebrow and looked at the little girl.
The little girl shrank behind Wen Ci, tilted her head, and looked at her with wide eyes. The filming crew had put a lot of effort into finding someone. The little girl’s features were very similar to Wen Ci’s, and maybe she would enter the entertainment industry as a “Little Wen Ci” when she grew up.
Du Youran tilted her head again, and under Wen Ci’s teasing gaze, she asked in confusion, “…Uh, is she really the child you had after marriage?”
“Oh?” Wen Ci’s eyes curved, but she was a little surprised inside. Thinking about it, if the woman knew her, she would naturally know that she didn’t have children.
The onlookers laughed and shouted, “Cheated, cheated! Teacher Wen’s partner cheated!”
Amidst the laughter, Du Youran remained unmoved. She pinched her fingers and “hmm” in confusion. Maybe she didn’t expect the client to deliberately lie. She continued, “No, you don’t have a marriage match… and this child is not related to you by blood. Huh?”
Her face suddenly changed drastically, and her fingers flew.
“Impossible!”
Du Youran quickly collected the copper coins.
“Ding ding ding.”
“Ding ding ding.”
Du Youran’s expression was solemn. She recalculated twice. Finally, her index finger pressed heavily on the tip of her middle finger, her nail digging into her flesh, but the result was the same.
Wen Ci looked at her serious expression, feeling a little amused, and couldn’t help but ask, “Is the result not good?”
According to the routine, it wouldn’t be good, and then she would ask for money to solve it.
However, Du Youran remained silent for a long time. Under everyone’s confused gaze, she stood up and examined Wen Ci, staring at her beautiful and outstanding face for a while, her eyes strange.
“I have divined that… I have a parental bond with you. In other words”
Du Youran’s expression was a mix of incomprehension and confusion. Her eyebrows were highly furrowed, as if she had seen the world about to be split by Pangu God for the second time. Her tone was ethereal.
“Are you my future kid’s… mother?”!