Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!

Mr. Qi has a daughter! Whatever she says seems to come true. If she says it won’t rain, the skies stay dry. If she says it won’t be windy, not a breeze stirs. Her words feel almost magical. One day, Manbao spots ants moving their nest. “Grandpa, it’s going to rain!” she announces. Mr. Qi Sr. shakes his head. “Manbao, my dear, it’s harvest time. It shouldn’t rain.” Manbao pouts. “Fine then, I’ll go talk to Grandpa Jade Emperor.” Sure enough, on harvest day the sky darkens, thunder rumbles, and lightning cracks—but not a single drop of rain falls. Later, when it’s time to sell the grain, Manbao tugs at Grandma’s sleeve. “Grandma, don’t sell it. We’ll need it for the journey.” “The journey?” The Qi family is puzzled. Manbao tilts her head. “Yes… a journey. Many people will be traveling together, dressed in rags, as thin as firewood sticks.” “Wait—fleeing famine?!” The Qi family is stunned. How could famine come when life seems so good? The thought is terrifying. But when the time comes and they really do have to flee, the Qi family discovers… Running from famine with Manbao isn’t so bad after all! “Why does the Qi family always have meat in their pot?” Villager A sniffs the air. “I heard rabbits throw themselves right into Manbao’s arms,” Villager B whispers enviously. “If only my family had a Manbao too…” The Qi family can only roll their eyes. “Dream on.” Meanwhile, Manbao happily munches on a rabbit leg, her cheeks smeared with grease. “Heehee! Heavenly Grandpa said I’m still growing. If I don’t eat well, I’ll never get tall!”