With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

The rain stopped shortly after the meal.

Just as the client remembered, An Shuohai and An Miao were preparing to go to town to buy some things.

An Shuohai pushed the motorcycle out, and An Miao got on as well, but the motorcycle wouldn't start no matter what they did.

"What's going on?" An Shuohai muttered, telling An Miao to get out and check the car, but they couldn't find anything.

I don't know what went wrong.

“It’s not that far anyway, Dad, why don’t we walk?” An Miao suggested.

An Shuohai tried again, but the motorcycle was indeed unusable: "It's probably really broken. This motorcycle is quite old. I'll take a closer look another day. Okay, I'll walk."

Just as the father and son stepped out of their house, two large rocks, each half a person's height, rolled toward the road in front of them and landed right in front of them.

Now, even the father and son, who were not superstitious, felt that something was wrong.

So weird.

An Miao swallowed hard: "Dad, how about we don't go today? It's not anything important anyway, we can buy it tomorrow."

Today I went to town to buy some daily necessities and some good food for an extra meal tonight.

“Then I’ll tell your mother we’ll go tomorrow. You should move these two stones away first; it’s not good to be blocking the way.” An Shuohai composed himself. This was too eerie; he had to be cautious.

"Why aren't you going?" Liang Xuefang asked, somewhat displeased. She had been craving fish today, which was why she had asked An Shuohai to go to town and buy some daily necessities for the family, as they were almost out.

An Shuohai said, "The motorcycle is probably broken."

As for the two more stones blocking the road, before he could say anything, Liang Xuefang interrupted him, saying, "I've told you so many times, it's not like we're short of money. Can't we get a car? On rainy days like this, it's hard to give passengers a ride on a motorcycle, and you'll get your pants all muddy."

Otherwise, she would have gone to town with them, but she was afraid of getting her pants dirty while riding the motorcycle.

An Shuohai actually has another small truck, a second-hand one, but he only uses it when he goes to help with renovations, otherwise he can't fit many tools in it.

But Liang Xuefang didn't really want to ride in that drab, dusty little truck; she felt a bit ashamed. It wasn't like her family couldn't afford it; why should they live like penniless people? Who doesn't put on a show when they make money? An Shuohai was just very stubborn.

If she were to go, An Shuohai would actually be happy to drive the small truck there, knowing that Liang Xuefang had some particular preferences.

As for buying a car, didn't we already buy two houses? They're in good locations, one very large and the other a moderate size; even in the county town, they weren't cheap. His plan is for the larger one to be his son, where he and his wife will live. The smaller one is for his daughter; how she lives there, or whether she lives there at all, is entirely up to her—it's all been discussed by the family. Although he's a somewhat traditional man, he loves his daughter dearly, and with the means, he'll definitely provide her with some security.

He figured he'd want to furnish it nicely for his own living space, which would cost a lot of money. He wanted to settle on a house in the village so he wouldn't have to worry about finding a place to live, and he wasn't in a rush, so he hadn't renovated it yet. The car wasn't really needed by his family. Liang Xuefang didn't have a driver's license, and if she did, An Shuohai would still be willing to buy it for her.

He was also quite helpless when Liang Xuefang didn't want to study.

This car depreciates as soon as you buy it; leaving it unused is a waste.

“Then take some time to learn to drive. I’ll buy you a car for commuting, and it’ll be convenient for you to go to town. Aren’t all the new cars these days really nice? You can pick one that looks good and drive it around in style,” An Shuohai suggested again.

Liang Xuefang rolled her eyes: "I'm too lazy to learn. You can't drive? As long as our son can drive, that's enough. You can drive me. Don't you want to drive me? I'd be so grateful if you could buy a BMW someday and take me back to my parents' home in style."

“A BMW is nice, but it’s not suitable for our family. If you really like it, once our house is renovated and we have more money, you can get your driver’s license and we’ll buy it for you.” An Shuohai knew he wouldn’t earn a lot of money, but he never underestimated his abilities. He believed that with some hard work, a reasonably priced BMW was still within reach. He wasn’t just making empty promises. If Liang Xuefang got her driver’s license right away, while they couldn’t afford a BMW, they could still have a car for commuting.

"Fine, fine, you always have so many excuses. You know I don't want to learn, but you always use this to fool me. You only say this because you know I won't learn. If I really did learn, you'd have all sorts of excuses. You just have so many excuses." Liang Xuefang was very impatient and even regretted marrying such a stubborn person. If she had gone out to make her way in the world with him back then, she might be a wealthy wife by now.

Seeing that she was about to make a scene, An Shuohai sighed and decided to change the subject, since he was used to it anyway.

"What? That's so weird?" Liang Xuefang was also startled by An Shuohai's words. She went out to take a look and sure enough, she saw two stones on the road, each about half a person's height. An Miao was pushing the two stones aside.

"It's probably because the rain was too heavy and the rainwater rushed down from above." But it was still too much of a coincidence that it just happened to hit the father and son. Liang Xuefang also felt that it was a bit strange, so this time she didn't urge An Shuohai to go to town.

This is so strange, I'd better stay away.

Anyone who encountered such a situation would probably be terrified and wouldn't dare to venture into unknown dangers again.

If she forces her husband and son to go to town to buy things, what will she do if something really happens? Her husband is the pillar of this family; without him, how can they survive? She has stayed at home since she got married and has no idea how to earn money.

These things were naturally done by Azhen.

It would be difficult to stop the father and son directly, and they would be considered to be making trouble unreasonably.

We'll use another method; it's not like she can't do it.

Now it seems that the effect is not bad.

When it comes to some strange things, no one is unafraid.

After moving the two large stones, the family returned inside. An Shuohai then began tinkering with his old motorcycle, intending to thoroughly inspect it to see where the problem lay. He knew a lot about motorcycles and was confident he could fix some minor issues.

This time, however, he simply couldn't detect anything wrong and ultimately attributed it to aging.

Liang Xuefang muttered, "This motorcycle is six or seven years old. How can it not be old? It's a miracle it hasn't fallen apart yet."

Just then, Liang Xuefang's phone rang.

"Xiaoqing, is that so? We're one short for mahjong? Okay, I'll be right there." Putting away her phone, Liang Xuefang said to An Shuohai, "Xiaoqing asked me to play cards, I'll go to her house."

An Shuohai nodded. He was in charge of managing the family finances, and Liang Xuefang's only hobby was this. She was usually very sensible, so he trusted her completely.

A-Zhen overheard this in the room but didn't interfere much; as long as An Shuohai and his son didn't leave, that was fine.

It's the holidays now, and the client is about to enter high school, so she doesn't have to do holiday homework. A-Zhou is playing on her phone.

An afternoon passed peacefully.

Then a call came to An Shuohai's cell phone, and her somewhat anxious voice came through: "Shuohai, something has happened."

Upon hearing this, Azhen moved closer to Anshuohai.

"The Yang family's son drowned in the river. Now, the Yang family's matriarch is causing trouble at the Jiang family's house, claiming that Jiang Yue and Jiang Xiangyang killed her grandson and demanding that the two children pay for his death." (End of Chapter)