Song Mian thought about it carefully for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I am good at making braised beef, spicy beef, chicken stew with mushrooms, and shrimp and fish cakes."
"You can even cook seafood?" Yu Bai was pleasantly surprised, and his eyes grew increasingly satisfied as he looked at Song Mian. "These are all dishes I love to eat. Here's what we'll do: you tidy up the living room and kitchen first, then you can make lunch. You can clean up the rest after lunch."
After Yu Bai finished speaking and left, Song Mian immediately went into the kitchen.
Looking at the kitchen, which resembled a battlefield, Song Mian was completely bewildered.
Yu Bai really has a deceptive face. He looks like an obedient little puppy, but in reality, he turned out to be a husky, so dramatic!
Song Mian took a picture of the kitchen for Ling Jiao and then sent her a dismayed emoji.
Less than five minutes later, Ling Jiao called.
Before Song Mian even had a chance to complain, she heard Ling Jiao's smiling voice coming from the other end of the receiver: "Miss Song, I have already helped your grandmother Zhang Guiying and your grandfather complete the divorce procedures."
Song Mian's complaints were immediately silenced by Ling Jiao's words. After hesitating for a while, she finally managed to utter, "So fast?"
Ling Jiao smiled and said, "It wasn't a troublesome matter to begin with. Besides, I know some people, so it's not difficult to handle these things. Miss Song, you've helped me so much, so naturally I'll do my best to help you."
Song Mian felt a slight pressure, but forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, Chief Ling, things are going very smoothly here as well."
After briefly exchanging those two sentences with Ling Jiao, Song Mian hung up the phone and resignedly went to tidy up.
Meanwhile, Song Yuan and Song Jinyan, having drunk some alcohol, were walking home arm in arm.
"Little brother, I didn't expect you to actually have a way. This time you really squeezed Song Mian out of a fortune. With 300,000 each, it's enough for us to live comfortably for a long time to come!" Song Yuan became happier and happier as he spoke, putting his arm around Song Jinyan's shoulder and laughing heartily.
Song Jinyan looked at Song Yuan with envy in his eyes: "Big brother, I can't compare to you. You have your sister-in-law to back you up. I'm far inferior to you. Your sister-in-law is so talented. If you follow her, you'll have no worries about food and drink, right?"
When Song Yuan mentioned this, he spat out a mouthful of saliva: "Don't mention that bitch to me. I don't know what triggered her before, but she started seeing ghosts too. She keeps saying that ghosts are haunting her, which makes me feel unlucky too. Anyway, I can make money off ghosts from now on. I don't need her in my way, and I can find more beautiful women."
"That's right, Uncle Chen promised us that he will continue to help us make money. We brothers will strive to make our business bigger and stronger!" The two brothers agreed immediately and continued walking forward.
Just then, Chen Shubin, who had been waiting in front, emerged, stared at the two of them, and said with a smile, "Judging from your appearance, everything is going very smoothly."
The two brothers were a little scared when they suddenly saw a ghost emerge, but when they came to their senses, they realized what was happening and their attitude towards Chen Shubin became unusually warm.
"Uncle Chen, you're here!" Song Jinyan smiled brightly when he saw Chen Shubin and said hurriedly, "Uncle Chen, we owe you so much this time! Could we burn some offerings for you as a way to express our gratitude?"
Chen Shubin said with a half-smile, "You're quite the man. Since you know how to be filial to me, I'll naturally treat you well in return. Here's what we'll do: I'll take you two to a place to find some more money."
"Money, how much? Is it another 600,000?" Song Yuan was completely drunk, but his eyes still lit up when he heard that there was money to be made.
Chen Shubin chuckled: "That kid has a good idea. Not that many, but maybe a few tens of thousands."
Having already tasted the benefits of cooperating with ghosts, Song Jinyan readily agreed and quickly said to Chen Shubin, "Uncle Chen, I knew you were the one who cared for us the most. Shall we go now?"
After Chen Shubin agreed, his figure slowly drifted forward.
Leading the two people to an abandoned landfill, Chen Shubin skillfully guided them past the landfill's main gate, which was under surveillance.
When the two arrived at the landfill, they were overwhelmed by the strong smell. After looking around, they asked, "Uncle Chen, where are those tens of thousands?"
"Take a look, it's under this pile of garbage." Chen Shubin casually pointed to a pile of foul-smelling garbage in the landfill.
Almost knocking his nose off from the stench, Song Yuan shuddered under the combined effects of the stench and the alcohol, then vomited: "This garbage is absolutely disgusting! We already have 600,000 yuan, there's no need to work so hard for a few tens of thousands!"
Song Jinyan disagreed with this statement, saying, "Even a fly's leg is still meat!"
As he spoke, Song Yuan lowered his voice and whispered in Song Jinyan's ear, "Besides, this ghost is kindly telling us where there are things right now. What if we don't cooperate this time, and it doesn't tell us where the good stuff is next time?"
Song Yuan thought Song Jinyan's last sentence made a lot of sense, nodded, and quickly started preparing with Song Jinyan.
The two of them forced themselves to endure the nausea and began digging frantically.
They dug and dug, one after another, without stopping. Song Yuan and Song Jinyan dug until the very end, covered in sweat, but they still failed to find the money they wanted.
Even at this crucial moment, Song Jinyan dared not disobey Chen Shubin. He asked breathlessly, "Uncle Chen, do you think you brought us to the wrong place? Why haven't we dug anything out?"
After Song Yuan and Song Jinyan finished speaking, Chen Shubin, who was floating in mid-air, finally glanced at them, then pointed to a few mahjong tiles on the ground and said, "You two are really idiots. Didn't you see the mahjong tiles on the ground? This is the good stuff I was telling you about!"
Seeing the mahjong tiles marked with 30,000, 40,000, and 50,000, Song Jinyan and Song Yuan were momentarily stunned.
Chen Shubin, however, said in a serious tone, "Take a close look, isn't this tens of thousands at once? I'm telling the truth, I'm not lying to you!"
Song Jinyan and Song Yuan finally came to their senses after hearing this.
"This can be counted as tens of thousands? You old fool, are you deliberately messing with us?!" Song Jinyan and Song Yuan were furious.
In particular, Song Yuan's temper was even more volatile than Song Jinyan's. Realizing that he had been tricked, he immediately slapped Chen Shubin across the face.
"Kid, come out already, it's your turn to go on stage." Chen Shubin casually dodged Song Yuan's move, cleared his throat, and said.
A look of doubt flashed in Song Yuan's eyes. Before he could react, he had already missed his target and dove into the nearby pile of garbage.
Just as Song Jinyan was about to go and help, he saw several tall men wearing baseball caps, black masks, and black tracksuits rush out.
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