An accident forces the mortal Zhang Shaozhong to sign a soul contract with his nemeses: the aloof and proud fairy Ling Qingxue and the enchanting and seductive demoness Ye Meier.
With their l...
A glint of light flashed in Uncle Chen's eyes:
"Oh? What's the trouble? Tell me about it."
Zhang Shao steeled himself, lowered his voice, and said in a half-serious, half-joking tone:
"It's me... I have two distant cousins who came from a very remote mountain area. There's nothing there, and they've never been registered. So they're... unregistered residents."
It's so hard to find work and survive in the city... Do you think there's any way to help them... get some kind of legal status?
After he finished speaking, his heart pounded wildly as he stared intently at Uncle Chen's reaction.
After hearing this, Uncle Chen wasn't too surprised; he simply stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"An unregistered resident... a cousin from the mountains?"
His gaze swept over Zhang Shaozhong's face, his eyes seeming to see right through him.
Zhang Shaozhong's palms were sweaty with nervousness.
After a few seconds, Uncle Chen slowly spoke:
"This is no small matter. We live in a society governed by the rule of law, and household registration is very strictly managed."
Zhang Shaozhong's heart sank.
"but……"
Uncle Chen changed the subject,
"There's always a way. In some remote areas, due to the chaotic management in the past, some household registrations were missed. Although it's troublesome to reissue them, it's not entirely impossible."
Zhang Shaozhong's heart jumped again!
"only……"
Uncle Chen lowered his voice.
"This requires bribing officials, time, and... reliable connections. The cost is not low."
He held up a few fingers, indicating a number.
When Zhang Shaozhong saw the number, he gasped in shock!
Even if you sold him, you still couldn't raise that much money!
"This...so much?"
His voice was trembling.
Uncle Chen said calmly:
"This is about buying a clean, verifiable identity, not a fake ID that costs a few dozen yuan on the street. The risk is high, so naturally the price is high. Think about it."
Zhang Shaozhong looked at the wooden bracelet on the counter, then thought of his two infant parents at home who were crying for food and could explode at any moment, and then thought of the dreaded census...
He gritted his teeth:
"Uncle Chen! I'll leave this bracelet with you as collateral! I'll try to find a way to raise the money... I beg you to help me find a way!"
Uncle Chen looked at him, then at the bracelet, and finally nodded:
"I see you need it urgently. Okay, I'll take the bracelet for now and give you an advance on some money to tide you over. As for getting your identity documents, I'll give you a contact number, you can discuss it yourself."
Whether it works out or not depends on your luck, and also on the fortunes of your two 'cousins'.
He wrote down a phone number and handed Zhang Shaozhong a stack of banknotes:
“Remember this, once you leave this room, I will know nothing about it. You will never have seen me.”
"Understood! Understood! Thank you, Uncle Chen! Thank you so much!"
Zhang Shaozhong took the money and the note as if he had grasped a lifeline, bowing repeatedly, his hands trembling with excitement.
Clutching the wad of cash—not thick, but enough to solve his immediate problem—and that crucial phone number, he stumbled out of Boguzhai, feeling dazed.
The sunlight on his face made him feel like he was dreaming.
The fairy's bracelet... it's definitely no ordinary object!
It actually attracted a hidden master!
The issue of identity seems to have a glimmer of hope!
But the next moment, the exorbitant cost pressed down like a mountain.
The path has been found, but how to raise this huge sum of money has become a new problem.
Zhang Shaozhong clenched the note in his hand, his eyes hardening.
Anyway, there's finally hope!
To save this temporary "home," and for those two troublesome ancestors, we'll fight tooth and nail!