Chapter 1208: Chapter 1180: Examining the Philosopher from a Philosophical Perspective (Four Updates) Chapter 1208: Chapter 1180: Examining the Philosopher from a Philosophical Perspective (Four Updates) It was just a normal cold, but Mum insisted it was because the position of the door faced directly towards the bed, and the bay window in her home also faced the door. Pregnant women are most taboo to sit facing the door; she said that if a pregnant woman always sits facing the door, she would be impacted by killing energy. So, the bay window became Kiara's restricted area, and under Kiara's mother's command, Mario Yuno moved the bed in the bedroom to the other side, away from facing the door.
The layout of the home was all carefully arranged by Kiara, and now that the bed had been moved, it just didn't look right to her, no matter how she looked at it.
Kiara's mother was full of conviction though.
“You young people who study so much to the point of stupidity, always disbelieving these things passed down from our ancestors. If they weren't true, how could they be passed down through so many generations?”
“Isn't that just because uneducated people like you blindly believe and spread misconceptions…” Kiara retorted with frustration.
Kiara's mother handed Kiara a bowl of something just boiled and indiscernible, urging her to drink it while it was hot.
“What do you mean 'spread misconceptions'? We're acting on the principle of 'better safe than sorry!' You see, I've only been here less than two days, and don't you feel much better already?”
That was true; Kiara had been feeling less uncomfortable since her arrival.
“Colds are self-healing diseases anyway. Even if you hadn't come, I would have gotten better after a few days.”
Kiara's mother glared at her, and Kiara quickly said with a sheepish smile, “Of course, I did recover faster after my mom came.”
That's more like it!
Kiara's mother was pleased.
“Exactly! My life experience is indeed richer than you youngsters. Listening to the elder is never wrong!”
Kiara thought to herself that Mum had been pouring so many hot soups and broths into her all day–no wonder she was recovering quickly.
The mother and daughter were chatting when the landline in the house rang.
During her pregnancy, Kiara seldom used cellphones.
“This is Emma Clark–what? Old Father Jackson died?”
Just a few minutes prior, Old Father Jackson had finally passed away in the hospital after unsuccessful resuscitation efforts.
Upon hearing the news, Kiara immediately had someone organize the funeral arrangements, while Kiara's mother hovered by her side, looking worried.
After Kiara made several phone calls, Kiara's mother finally seized the opportunity to speak.
“My girl, the one who died, is he the same one you talked about? The one you entered the 'Fence' for, who entrusted his daughter to you?”
'Fence' is a colloquial term meaning 'Prison'.
Kiara nodded.
Kiara's mother hesitated but then decided to speak.
“Although we must be honest and keep our promises, the thing is… organizing these things during the New Year isn't good, and you're also pregnant, my dear. Attending a funeral could impact you negatively.”
What she was talking about was all superstitious old sayings, which Kiara didn't believe. Yet, since Old Father Jackson was her patient, and now that he was gone, even without Grace Bradford's last wishes, Kiara would personally attend to send off Old Father Jackson on his last journey.
This habit dated back to her past life. She was different from ordinary doctors who usually wouldn't attend their patients' funerals, but she did.
Kiara's mother didn't understand these things; she only knew one logic.
Her daughter was pregnant, and for a pregnant woman, it's better safe than sorry.
Old Father Jackson passed away on the 29th of the year and didn't make it through the 30th day.
The funeral caused a disagreement between Kiara and Kiara's mother; Kiara had wanted to seek Camden's help to deal with the superstitious Old Lady, but as luck would have it, Camden was away on a business trip and couldn't return in time, making his remote help ineffective for their urgent need.
Kiara's mother, possibly fearing that Kiara would sneak off to attend the Old Man's funeral, adopted a full-time shadowing strategy.
Wherever Kiara went, her mother followed, including shopping trips.
Even a simple errand to buy soy sauce, she would follow.
Kiara's mother was usually saintly and loved all humanity, but was particularly stubborn when it came to her grandson. She didn't stop Kiara from remotely controlling the funeral over the phone, but she wouldn't allow her to go.
Kiara was helpless and didn't dare anger her mother, who recently learned from someone how to clutch her heart like a frail beauty. Whenever Kiara upset her, she would immediately clutch her heart and command Robert Johnson, “Quick, my spouse, bring me my Danshen Drop Pills!”
Kiara couldn't bear to make her own mother sick over someone else's father. She thought since she did everything she could while Old Father Jackson was alive, including the 99 kowtows, missing the shaking at the funeral wouldn't matter. So she gave up the idea of attending the funeral in person, and only instructed the people who ran errands for her to make sure the funeral arrangements were done properly.
Simple was fine, but all the necessary formalities needed to be observed.
This year with Mario Yuno not at home and Kiara handling the Moore Clan funeral, Kiara's mother was feeling uneasy. Coincidentally, there was a temple fair for the Spring Festival, so Kiara's mother promptly took her spouse and went to burn incense, bringing a whole basket of incense sticks with her.
Kiara was curious and asked, “Mum, aren't you Buddhist? Isn't the temple fair Taoist?”
“Who cares what it is? As long as you go with incense, it works! You and Olivia Brown stay at home and don't go anywhere!” Kiara's mother said, clutching a basket of incense, hastily leaving the house with her spouse.
Giorno, the stepson, drove them personally, while the two pregnant women, Kiara and Olivia Brown, stayed home to look after the house. Tony Stone came up from downstairs, and as Isaac was also around, four pregnant women gathered for a game of Mahjong.
The four of them, two visibly pregnant and two not showing much, played 50-cent Mahjong, not for the money but for the fun.
They chatted about Kiara's mother's incense burning, all relating to it quite well.
“There's a lot said about pregnancy. Even my progressive mother-in-law has many superstitions,” said Isaac, with everyone nodding in agreement.
Seeing what Kiara's mother was like, they could guess what other mothers or mothers-in-law would be like. Regardless of their beliefs before, when it comes to the next generation, everyone's thoughts are unified with the sentiment 'better safe than sorry.'
“When I first found out I was pregnant, my mom took off all my jewelry. Bracelets, rings, earrings, necklaces – I wasn't allowed to wear any of them,” Tony Stone, a literary young woman with a love for tinkling accessories, had to give them up during her pregnancy.
“My mom and Camden moved our bed all over the place, disrupting everything, plus there were a bunch of peculiar rules about the placement of other items,” Mrs. Kiara also couldn't escape these customary beliefs and had her share of gripes.
“Same here. My mother-in-law, after getting the real tricks from Mrs. Kiara's mother, also directed Second Brother to move our bed,” said Isaac.
Olivia Brown, who had been quiet so far, grinned, pushed her tiles, and declared victory!
“By the way, Olivia Brown, I heard you grew up in the mountains, and your Master comes from a convent. Does that mean you have the most customs to follow?” Tony Stone asked Olivia Brown.
“My Master practices 'Kun Dao', not a convent nun,” she replied.
“What's 'Kun Dao'?”
“In our order, men practice 'Qian Dao' and women 'Kun Dao',” Kiara explained for Tony Stone.
“Anyway, it's all similar, right? Don't these people have even more to say? Did your Master give you a phone call to remotely control the placement of your furniture, or any other traditions?”
Everyone looked at Olivia Brown, who blinked and said, “Actually, no. Auntie Grutt also came to my place and couldn't find any issues with the furniture, so she didn't say much. My Master isn't what you think she is; she's not a powerful sorceress but a wise person full of philosophy.”
Even Kiara found that hard to believe.
Chapter end
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