Mao Ni

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

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Xiao En heard Fan Xian's confident words and began coughing violently, unable to stop for a long time. It was the middle of the night, and they sat on a precipice, unsure whether the Brocade Guards searching below would hear. Fan Xian was rather worried. He took out a needle and thrust it into Xiao En's neck, helping to ease the tension in his veins.

Fan Xian's gently felt Xiao En's neck, where there was a slight sticky dampness. He sniffed, picking up a faint scent of blood. He knew that Xiao En had begun coughing up blood, and though his face remained expressionless, he felt somewhat emotional.

"It was a fairy." The dying man stubbornly confirmed the judgment he'd made 30 years before.

Fan Xian didn't want to argue with him on that point. "How could a four-year-old girl carry a chest? Who carried it then?" he asked.

"What chest?" Xiao En's was asked in a genuine tone of voice. He didn't sound like he was lying.

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