"Tell me, how many do you want? Also, Dean Zhao should have told you how much my talisman paper costs. Let me add that my talisman paper has a fixed price."
Wu Yousheng glanced at Dean Zhao who had come in, then immediately looked away and continued looking at Zhang Meng, saying quickly, "Of course, I understand. Old Zhao has already told me this. There's no bargaining. As long as your talisman paper is useful, Comrade Zhang, any price is fine."
"I can certainly guarantee that my talisman paper will be useful. How many do you want? I'll get them for you now." Zhang Meng stood up and looked at him and asked.
Without thinking, Wu Yousheng made a sign of ten and said, "Ten, give me ten. All of them are talismans for exorcising evil spirits."
Zhang Meng looked at him for a moment longer, and without asking any further questions, she immediately said, "Okay, wait." After saying this, Zhang Meng turned and went into the room where she lived.
When Zhang Meng came back not long after entering, she had some more things in her hands.
"Here are ten pieces of exorcism paper, a total of one thousand yuan, cash on delivery, but if you have various tickets, the price can be reduced a little."
Now that she is not working in the team, the ticket is a bit tight, so she can only find a way to get it from somewhere else.
Wu Yousheng looked at the evil-repelling paper wrapped in a bag in her hand, his expression excited. "No problem, I have cloth coupons, grain coupons, and some industrial coupons here. Do you want them?"
"Yes, if you give me these tickets, I can charge you 200 yuan less. You only need to give me 800 yuan."
Wu Yousheng was delighted when two hundred dollars were suddenly reduced. He bought these talisman papers for someone else, so if two hundred dollars were reduced, the two hundred would be his.
"Okay, here you go." As if afraid that Zhang Meng would go back on her word, Wu Yousheng quickly poured out all the tickets in his handbag.
Zhang Meng took a look at the tickets he had poured out. There were quite a lot of tickets, but some of them were about to expire.
While Zhang Meng was checking, Wu Yousheng explained a little embarrassedly, "I'm alone. I was given tickets by others, and I don't know what to buy. Some of the tickets I've kept for a long time are about to expire."
After looking at them for a while, Zhang Meng put them all into her pocket, took another eight hundred yuan from him, and then handed the ten talismans to him.
Wu Yousheng put away the ten talismans and suddenly thought of the favor he had asked someone to do. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again, "Comrade Zhang, can I ask if you take on any private work?"
"I need to hear what the private work is before I know whether to accept it or not."
"It's like this. I have a friend whose ancestors owned an old house. A few days ago, something happened to his family, so they had to move back to the old house, which had never been lived in. As a result, on the first night they moved in, a lot of terrible things happened in the house. I heard my friend tremble and say that they saw a lot of dead people walking around in their house. This happened every night. Because of this, my friend and his family were almost scared to death."
"Comrade Zhang, can you take this private job? My friend's ancestors have some savings. Money is nothing to him. As long as we can get rid of the ghosts in his family, that's all he needs."
Zhang Meng had to admit that she was quite moved when she heard him say that money was nothing. Just when she was about to agree, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have promised Gu Mingtai that she must inform him first if she wanted to take any private work.
"I can take your job, but I need to discuss it with my family. I'll only go if they agree. How about this? I'll get back to you tomorrow. How's that?"
Wu Yousheng felt a little sorry, but when his hand accidentally touched the talisman paper in his pocket, a smile appeared on his face again. "Okay, then I'll bring my friend to see you, Comrade Zhang, tomorrow."
Holding these talismans, Wu Yousheng and Dean Zhao quickly left the Zhang family.
After hiding the eight hundred yuan, Zhang Meng took some change from the pile of money, preparing to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some food and other things when he had time.
As soon as she came out of the house, Zhang Meng heard someone calling her name in the yard. Then she heard Grandma Zhang talking to that person.
"Da Hu, you've found the wrong person. Xiao Meng doesn't know anything. You'd better go to Hejia Village and find Grandma He. She can help you." Grandma Zhang stood in front of Zhang Da Hu.
Zhang Dahu had a dark face with worry on his face. His old face, which had already been wrinkled due to the difficulties in life, seemed to have become even more wrinkled.
"Aunt Liu, I'm at my wit's end. My mom keeps crying out for my dead children, and my wife is trying to split up the family business. I'm really overwhelmed. Aunt Liu, please be kind and let Xiao Meng go over and help my mom. I heard from San Gou that Xiao Meng is very capable, and I know she can definitely help my mom. I beg you."
"Uncle Dahu." Zhang Meng, who had been standing behind the door and listening for a while, came out and shouted to Zhang Dahu who was begging Grandma Zhang.
When Zhang Dahu heard Zhang Meng's voice, he immediately let go of Grandma Zhang and ran towards Zhang Meng. "Xiao Meng, you're home. It's good that you're home. Come with uncle to his house to help."
Zhang Meng took a step back. "Uncle, I know you came to my house to look for me, but my grandma has already told you everything I need to say. What my grandma wants to say is what I want to say. I really don't have any ability. Regarding your mother's matter, you should go to Hejia Village to find Grandma He. Maybe she can help you."
She was asked to help Old Lady Zhang, and she wasn't bored. It was already a good thing that she didn't go and harm Old Lady Zhang again.
"But, but, Grandma He hasn't taken any work in several years. Even if I ask her, she won't come." Zhang Dahu scratched his hair anxiously.
Zhang Meng continued to watch him pull his hair with a cold heart. "There's nothing I can do about this. Uncle Dahu, I heard that some people are only so afraid of ghosts after doing something bad. I heard that Granny Zhang has been calling out for your dead children. Maybe their deaths really are related to her."
"I know, but she is my biological mother after all. What can I do?" Zhang Dahu squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and a look of despair on his face.
Zhang Meng was really disappointed in him now. No wonder Old Lady Zhang could kill Xiaobao's brothers and sisters. Speaking of which, the credit also went to Zhang Dahu. He was a completely foolish and filial son.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. The rest is up to you, Uncle Dahu." After saying this, Zhang Meng took Grandma Zhang's hand and walked into the house.
Zhang Dahu stayed in the yard for a long time, and finally returned home empty-handed.
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