Song Mian agreed, and tentatively asked, "Grandma, when my parents ran the funeral clothing shop, how much income did they usually make in a month?"
"Of course business wasn't very good, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have died on the road driving a truck just to make a living... Sigh, let's not talk about these sad things. Nannan, didn't you always know that our family wasn't well-off? Why are you suddenly asking these questions?"
"It's nothing, just asking casually." Song Mian held back, swallowing all the things that had happened to her.
Grandma is old and has many taboos. If she knew that she had encountered a ghost in the funeral clothing store, she would definitely be very worried.
At first, Song Mian thought that perhaps her grandmother might know something about the system, but after a few tentative questions, she realized that her grandmother knew nothing about this.
However, she could tell that her grandmother was probably hiding something else from her.
After having dinner with her grandmother, Song Mian watched as her grandmother drifted off to sleep again. She tiptoed to the door.
Aunt Shen looked worried: "Xiao Song, your grandma told me not to tell you, but I know you've been thinking about her. The Song family has been calling to harass your grandma a lot these past few days. I think you should move her to a VIP ward as soon as possible."
"It won't help if Grandma goes to the VIP ward. I need to teach them a lesson before that happens. Aunt Shen, please keep an eye on things. If the Song family dares to come and harass my grandma, please notify me immediately."
After receiving an affirmative answer from Aunt Shen, Song Mian finally returned to the funeral clothing shop.
Chen Shubin arrived early that evening.
Seeing that Song Mian was unhappy, Chen Shubin forced down his displeasure and softened his tone: "I didn't mean to. It's no use trying to make things difficult for me. Why don't you tell me what you plan to do next?"
“You owe me a lot of food and drink. Since you’re too poor to pay it back, then find a way to help me deal with my family.” Song Mian quickly recounted the recent events to Chen Shubin.
After listening to Song Mian's words, Chen Shubin shook his head in worry: "Your family members are all so bizarre. I'm really curious, how did you manage to put up with them for so many years?"
After thinking for a moment, Song Mian still didn't know how to answer Chen Shubin's question: "I have very important family members staying in the Song family. In order to protect my family, I can only choose to live with my grandfather and the others. But I soon discovered that some people are just bad at heart, and no matter what you do, you can't change them."
"So how do you want me to help you? Let's make this clear first: we ghosts can't do anything that directly harms the living. Otherwise, if the Ghost Realm sends people to capture us, we're doomed!"
"Didn't you say last time that you could bring over my grandmother's dowry? And this shop I currently own is also very important to me. As long as you succeed, I'll cooperate with you no matter what." Song Mian thought about the whole process of her previous interactions with Chen Shubin and felt that as long as she persisted in cooperating with Chen Shubin, the situation wouldn't be too bad.
Chen Shubin said thoughtfully, "Has Qian Xingyue not come to see you again?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Song Mian asked, puzzled.
Chen Shubin clicked his tongue and asked, "Qian Xingyue initially wanted to target you, but she failed because of me. Just because she can see ghosts doesn't mean she'll continue to be afraid of them. On the contrary, I think they might very well use this to their advantage."
"You mean, I'm able to make so much money because I can see ghosts. So when the rest of the Song family realizes that Qian Xingyue can also see ghosts, they might use this to their advantage against me?" Song Mian asked.
Chen Shubin calmly said, "It may not be detrimental to you. I can even go down the same path as you. Boss, as long as you trust me, I can perfectly solve this problem for you, but the premise is that you must cooperate with me."
"Tell me exactly what I should do first." Song Mian smiled at Chen Shubin, letting him whisper several instructions in his ear.
"Are you sure it's feasible?" Song Mian asked uncertainly when Chen Shubin nodded. "What if they don't believe us?"
"Why are the Song family bothering you? It's all about money! If they know that they can get money by cooperating with ghosts, why wouldn't they cooperate? Don't worry, I've met many greedy people. They always think about getting something for nothing. This kind of thing is just too tempting for them."
"Then I'll try it with you tonight. If it doesn't work, you'll have to help me think of other ways." Seeing Chen Shubin nodding repeatedly, Song Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief and went out with Chen Shubin.
After leaving the house, Song Mian immediately went to the more secluded alleys.
Since Song Jinyan had been frequenting all sorts of places he shouldn't have gone since he was just an adult, she had figured out the locations of various card rooms and small casinos over the years in order to find Song Jinyan and bring him home.
After searching the street, Song Mian quickly found Song Jinyan in a billiards hall.
Song Jinyan's attention was entirely focused on the pool table, so he didn't notice Song Mian's presence at all, and was rubbing the tip of his pool cue in frustration.
Song Jinyan was with the person he had bet on the game with. That person said to Song Jinyan with a teasing look, "Little Song, if you lose this round, you will owe me another three thousand. Adding the three thousand from before, I'll give you five thousand. You have to pay me tonight."
Song Jinyan was already impatient, and after hearing what the man next to him said, he said, "I won't renege on my debt. What are you urging me for? I'll give you what I'm owed. Stop talking so much nonsense."
The man simply smiled and did not refute Song Jinyan, but just watched Song Jinyan's actions.
Unsurprisingly, Song Jinyan lost this game.
The man reached out to Song Jinyan, demanding money, but Song Jinyan remained completely unfazed, saying, "Money? I was just joking with you. If I lost, I lost. I don't have any money for you! What are you doing? Are you going to hit me? Let me go!"
The man stroked his blond hair and sneered angrily, "Heh heh heh, I've seen plenty of people who're courting death, but I've never seen anyone as suicidal as you! You were the one who came over here to challenge me to a game, and now you're here spouting this nonsense. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
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