In our long-standing and historically rich land of China, many professions have their own rules and taboos. This is especially true for ancient and mysterious crafts.
For instance, when engag...
For the next few days, Zhao Youliang lived in a daze, like a soulless walking corpse.
During the day, they mechanically kept vigil and burned paper money for the spirit medium, and at night, the town mayor sent people to forcibly send them back to the paper-making shop.
Fortunately, it was out of habit, and he could still burn incense and make offerings to the two dolls on time, just like a machine.
Huang Jiaxian never returned during this time, and Xiong Ba and the others didn't know what Granny Mi had gone through that night, plus they were bad at talking.
The main problem is that Xiong Ba is bad at talking, and as for Chang Jie... all he can say is, "My parents are dragons, but I'm just a maggot, how can you argue with that..."
Therefore, he could only worry helplessly, not knowing how to persuade Zhao Youliang or how to help him get back on his feet.
This condition continued until Granny Wenmi was buried, at which point Zhao Youliang finally felt better after being comforted by Sister Yingchun.
However, the ordeal of those seven days caused him to lose a noticeable amount of weight.
He felt as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was extremely listless.
While drinking the egg and lean meat porridge that Sister Yingchun had specially cooked for him, Zhao Youliang suddenly remembered another important person—Manager Sun.
"Big sister, where did Uncle Sun go? I haven't seen him these past few days."
"Logically speaking, he wouldn't have missed his mother's last performance."
At this point, Zhao Youliang suddenly stopped and jumped up from the stool.
"Is Uncle Sun sick? Is he very sick?!"
"No, I have to go check it out right away!"
Seeing this, Yingchun's wife, who was busy at work, quickly grabbed Zhao Youliang and held him down.
"What are you thinking about? Uncle Sun is fine, he seems to have gone out."
"Oh, by the way, this is the letter he gave you."
“You’ve been acting like neither a human nor a ghost these past few days, so I haven’t been in a hurry to see you.”
After receiving the letter, Zhao Youliang quickly opened it.
For some reason, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.
In the letter, Manager Sun only said that he had gone to accompany the corpse driver on Zhao Youliang's behalf and would be back in seven days at most, or one day at least.
If he really doesn't come back, then all his family property will be inherited by Zhao Youliang.
At the end of the letter, he detailed the location of his bank card, the property deed, and the bank card PIN, among other things.
Of course, all of the above are in duplicate.
One copy belonged to Manager Sun, and the other was for Granny Mi.
Next to the letter's signature, in words only those with the ability to see ghosts could read, wrote the following sentence:
Quantum, you're an honest kid.
My uncle and older sister are both gone; they were just worried you would suffer.
Remember what your uncle said: There are no good people in this town!
If you happen to escape the paper-making shop's clutches, remember to leave here as soon as possible.
Go as far away as possible, and never come back!
After reading this letter, which read like a will, Zhao Youliang burst into tears again.
Counting the days, today is exactly the eighth day since Manager Sun left.
So... so does that mean he's in grave danger and might never come back?!
Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang, who was already extremely weak, immediately fainted.
Startled, Sister Yingchun quickly called for help from the neighbors to treat Zhao Youliang.
After an unknown amount of time, when Zhao Youliang woke up again, the first thing he saw was the face of the big yellow dog.
When their eyes met, both were startled by the other's ugliness.
So they all turned their heads away, rubbing their eyes in disgust.
"Dog, Brother Dog, thank you for being with me." After a moment, realizing that he had lost two of his loved ones, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but take the initiative to ease the tension.
To everyone's surprise, the big yellow dog didn't appreciate it at all, and even ignored the guy, instead wagging its big butt and going off to harass female dogs in the street.
Just as the big yellow dog left, Sister Yingchun came in carrying hot soup.
Upon seeing Zhao Youliang wake up, he was filled with joy and surprise.
"Oh, Quantum, you're awake! The mayor and the others were so worried about you while you were unconscious!"
Sister-in-law Yingchun's words left Zhao Youliang somewhat confused: "The mayor? I don't know him well, why is he in such a hurry?"
Sister-in-law Yingchun chuckled coldly, clearly looking down on the town mayor and his ilk.
"What's the rush? If you're in a hurry, nobody will care about the paper shops or offer incense!"
"What else did you think?"
"If it weren't for that, they wouldn't even care if you died!"
"I've seen through this group of people..."
Before Sister Yingchun could finish speaking, the town mayor's voice came from the back door.
"My dear niece, what have you seen through at such a young age? Can you tell your uncle about it?"
As they were talking, the town mayor and representatives from several prominent families walked in.
Of course, they all went through the back door... As for the front door of the paper-making shop, they wouldn't dare get too close even if you beat them to death.
Even though they saw that the visitors were all important people, the shrewish Sister-in-law Yingchun still didn't give them a friendly look.
And she said sarcastically, "What can a widow like me possibly see through?"
"Some people are less perceptive than dogs!"
After saying that, she continued to busy herself, swaying her slender waist and plump hips, leaving the town mayor and a few others looking at each other in bewilderment.
Fortunately, Zhao Youliang was there, and not wanting Yingchun's sister-in-law to offend these powerful figures, he quickly got up to greet them.
"Distinguished leaders, you've arrived! Please come in and have a seat!"
"My house is dirty, and I don't like to clean it. Please don't mind the mess."
Upon hearing this, the town mayor hurriedly put down the canned yellow peaches he was carrying and pretended to come over to help Zhao Youliang.
"Quantum, stop what you're doing, are you feeling better?"
“We heard you were sick, so we brothers decided to come and take a look at you.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang feigned surprise and delight.
It wasn't that he knew the inside story of Granny Wenmi's death, but rather that Sister Yingchun had just revealed the true purpose of the town mayor's visit.
"I'm so sorry that my minor illness has bothered so many leaders."
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be alright after a couple of days of rest!"
What followed was an awkward conversation that had absolutely no substance, something that readers who have experienced something similar should be well aware of.
After a moment, a middle-aged man finally couldn't hold back and revealed the true purpose of his trip.
"That quantum, because Grandma Liu left in a hurry this time, she still has 20,000 yuan left in our group."
“You are her heir, and we have come here specifically to give you money.”
The book subtly suggests that the reason the promised 200,000 yuan was reduced to 20,000 yuan was because there was no way to verify the truth after the old man's death.
Therefore, this group of heartless people secretly discussed and decided to give Zhao Youliang a discount—a discount so severe that it would be "broken"!
Just like that, it went from 200,000 to 20,000!
Although Zhao Youliang did not know the specific details, he had a vague feeling that he could not accept the money, not even if he was beaten to death!
So they desperately tried to refuse, making up all sorts of excuses.
Seeing that Zhao Youliang absolutely refused, the town mayor and his companions were secretly pleased: Isn't this even better?
They even saved 20,000 yuan!
Overjoyed, he showered Zhao Youliang with praise.
They were described as exemplary modern youths, role models for the town's residents, and so on.
If it weren't for the serious age discrepancy, they would have praised Zhao Youliang as a model student and an outstanding Young Pioneer...