You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Chapter 354 If you don’t suffer, who will?

The excitement died down and everyone went back together.

Wang Haitao pestered Lao Liao to talk about the fortune-telling incident yesterday.

Wang Haitao was envious when he learned that the girl with the flat nose would be rich for more than 20 years after having her nose done.

Finally, he sighed, "You know what, she's smart enough to see through other people's schemes. Plus, she's also arrogant. Usually, people like her make a lot of money."

Lao Liao thought about it for a moment and nodded: "That's right, honest people like us can only earn a little money honestly. If you want us to fight with others, I can't do it..."

Liu Chunhua's eyes flashed.

I can also curse and fight!

Then he looked at his two sons and daughters-in-law, and his daughter and son-in-law.

What a bunch of good-for-nothings!

People came to the villa one after another.

It was almost half past eight when Lin Jingyu brought Lao Yu here.

Su Chen only had time to say hello briefly before getting up to meet his relatives.

At nine o'clock sharp, everyone helped to hang lanterns, set off firecrackers, move beds, and light fires...

By the time they had eaten the candied eggs, the taxis that Lin Jingyu had hired had already arrived at the villa.

"Brother Yu, thank you for your hard work!"

Lin Jingyu glanced at Su Chen and said, "Brother, why are you being so polite to me?"

"By the way, I've already had the two tables on Chunming Street delivered. You just need to take care of the restaurant for a while. I'll go to Chunming Street and keep an eye on it."

"Row."

The gifts for the birthday banquet had been accepted, and there was another housewarming party about ten days later. This time, Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su had already agreed not to accept the gifts.

After dinner, they returned to the villa with their people. Seeing that they were about to leave, the two of them returned the red envelope as usual and also pasted ten eggs on it.

By the time Su Chen sent everyone back one by one, it was already past three in the afternoon.

Su Chen chatted with his grandmother for a while.

The old lady had good eyesight and couldn't take her eyes off the big TV. When she heard he was going out, she waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, don't worry about me, an old lady. I have food and drink here!"

After saying that, he picked up the packed pig's trotters and started to chew them.

Liu Chunhua, who was standing nearby, was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

When Su Chen arrived at Chunming Street, the two tables had already been cleared, but there were still a few small oil stains on the bluestone slabs. Everyone congratulated him and Su Chen thanked him.

Lin Jingyu's bookstall was still there, and A Biao was watching over the shop for the first time.

"Brother Biao, didn't you go to help your sister-in-law?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jingyu joked on the other end: "Being disliked."

Ah Biao was helpless: "Akui thinks I'm clumsy, but what's so clumsy about me?"

"You look so fierce and menacing, standing over there. The girls don't dare to approach you. It's really affecting business!"

A Biao went inside and took out a mirror to look at himself, not believing it.

"Am I a vicious person?"

Su Chen coughed twice and silently retreated to Lin Jingyu's side.

Changing the subject: "Brother Yu, what are you looking at?"

“Oh, this year’s grant list.”

Lin Jingyu pointed at the circle with his pen: "Those with circles are those we've already visited. We've confirmed they're truly poor and eligible for assistance. Those without are those we haven't visited yet..."

He sighed in frustration, "I've been a bit busy lately, and school is about to start. I'm a bit rushed. I want to sort them out by address..."

"Let's consider whether the family is poor and the character of the person, right?"

Lin Jingyu: “…”

Calculate?

He raised his head silently and slapped his forehead.

"Look at my brain..."

Ah Biao took a bite of the sugarcane and said angrily, "I got stuck in the door when I went to Gangcheng."

"For this kind of thing, it's better for us brothers to count on our fingers than for you to run around all day."

"Tell me, how many days have you been running?"

When this was mentioned, Lin Jingyu held his head in frustration.

“Why did I remember this just now!!!”

He hugged the back of the chair and it banged against the wall.

Su Chen didn't stop him and took the document from his hand.

Lin Jingyu was always cautious in his work. In addition to his name, the document also contained information such as his date of birth, address, family members and ages, and school grades...

This is easy to handle.

Su Chen dragged a chair out of the store and started counting on his fingers.

"Brother Yu, pen."

"Ohhhh, here!"

Lin Jingyu was happy and stopped banging his head. He got up and went to the yarn shop across the street. He soon came out with a piece of sugarcane to peel.

“Who wants to eat sugarcane?”

Lao Liao subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but when he licked his teeth, he felt a sharp pain and immediately gave up the idea.

Ah Biao continued chewing the sugarcane, curling his lips in disdain: "Aunt Chun just distributed a round, everyone has eaten it."

"You can't eat again after you've eaten?"

"Yes, but will it be comfortable in your mouth?"

As A Biao was speaking, he suddenly stood up.

"No, Ayu, leave me two sections."

"You told me to keep it, so I'll keep it?" Lin Jingyu snorted. "You want to send it to my sister-in-law?"

"nonsense!"

"beg me."

A Biao's masseter muscles moved.

"Fuck off!"

"Aunt Chun has plenty of sugarcane!"

Lin Jingyu panicked: "Hey, hey, here, here, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you..."

A Biao turned around: "Beg me!"

Lao Liao silently rolled his eyes: "These two must have eaten too much meat this afternoon. What a crazy person."

Someone passed by the stall, and Lao Liao subconsciously called out: "Mantou, big mantou for one cent, fragrant mantou..."

After seeing who it was, Lao Liao's tone changed 180 degrees: "Go away, go away, go away, I don't have any money!"

How could I meet such a person during the Chinese New Year?

What bad luck!

Standing in front of his stall at this moment was a woman in tattered clothes holding a bell in her hand.

She rang the bell and said, "Please help me, big brother! My house was burned down. Everything is burned. My son and daughter-in-law are both burned. I have no money to treat them. My grandchildren have nothing to eat..."

"This is a certificate issued by our village party secretary. Please help me, big brother. Every penny counts as a good deed. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life..."

Old Liao originally had a cold face, but as he listened, he couldn't help but feel sympathy.

He turned around silently, took out a piece of money, thought about it, and changed it into 10 yuan.

"Here, hurry up and go!"

"Thank you, big brother. Thank you, big brother. Good people will surely be rewarded. May you become rich and powerful..."

Old Liao's brows relaxed as he listened.

The woman put the money away, glanced at the yarn shop, and met Lin Jingyu's eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away and continued walking forward.

She didn't stop at any of the other stalls, but stopped in front of Lao An's stall.

"Brother, please be kind and give me a hand..."

Old Liao noticed something was wrong.

"No, Ah Yu, why doesn't she ask Ah Chun for money? She refuses to pay for several shops and stalls here. Is she a liar?"

"My ten dollars!"

Old Liao jumped up and down.

Lin Jingyu frowned and shook his head: "It's hard to say."

"Why is it hard to say? He's a liar!"

"Then you go and get the money back?"

Lao Liao instantly wilted: "Yes, or let it go. Maybe it's true."

After struggling for a while, Lao Liao said again: "Well, it's only 10 yuan. I can make it back by making more steamed buns..."

These words seemed to be comforting myself.

Lin Jingyu sighed and shook his head.

Uncle Liao's temper...

If you don’t suffer, who will?

But judging from the accent of the man just now, he is not a native of Cuicheng.

Like the one in Sanao.

there……

It seems that there was indeed a fire. I'll call and ask about it later.