Buried alive by his own mother, he brought a coffin to the whole family when he returned

On this day, Yan Chenqi finished seeing the ten guests early on.

It was afternoon and the weather was rare and nice, so she planned to close the shop and go home for dinner tonight.

She had just locked the fortune-telling shop and turned around to see a couple walking hesitantly past the door.

They were the couple Wang Pingan and Zhou Yumei who lived at the intersection of Yongchang Street.

Their store is in a good location and they opened a convenience store on the first floor. On weekdays, neighbors on Yongchang Street go to their store to buy things. Their business is very good and they can be regarded as a wealthy family in Yongchang Street.

Yan Chenqi saw that the two of them looked unhappy, so she took the lead in greeting them, "Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, why don't you look after the store today and come out for a stroll?"

“Uh, hehe…”

Wang Pingan smiled to hide his embarrassment, "Yeah, let's go out for a walk. Xiaoqi, you...you're closing the stall so early?"

"Yes, I only serve ten people a day now. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, if you want to have your fortune told, just come back early tomorrow."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Zhou Yumei's face.

Wang Pingan, on the other hand, hurriedly explained: "No! No! There is nothing to worry about in our family. We are just passing by, passing by... Don't get me wrong..."

Having said that, he quickly pulled Zhou Yumei and turned away.

Zhou Yumei's face was filled with anxiety. She walked a long way away, still complaining in a low voice: "It's all your fault. I told you to come earlier!"

"Oh! What are you talking about? I've already told you that you don't need to consult her. Fortune tellers are just pretending to be gods and deceiving people. What's the point of consulting her?"

"You are so useful, why don't you find that person? It's easy to talk without any pain..."

……

Yan Chenqi watched their backs gradually go away, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Ah... It's too late..."

So she went back to her own dumpling restaurant.

By the afternoon, there were almost no people coming to eat dumplings.

Liu Cuiyun and Xu Dafu cleaned the store and started preparing the ingredients for tomorrow's dumplings.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

"Hey! Xiaoqi, why are you here so early today?" Liu Cuiyun quickly put down the work in her hands and looked at her happily.

"Yes, my fortune-telling shop has become famous. The appointments are scheduled for half a month later. I can solve it quickly today, so I came here to help you."

Liu Cuiyun looked proud, "Oh! Our Xiaoqi is getting better and better. As for you, just sit still and let your dad make you something delicious tonight."

Before she could speak, Xu Dafu smiled and said, "Okay! I'll go to the market and buy some more vegetables and make braised pork elbow for Xiaoqi tonight."

Yan Chenqi and Liu Cuiyun were sitting in the shop picking vegetables and chatting idly.

At some point, several women had already sat in front of the dumpling restaurant, chatting about gossip, and Miao Chunjuan was also there.

These women, who have nothing to do on weekdays, like to find out about other people's families, and then get together to share gossip with each other.

"Hey, have you heard? The daughter of Wang Ping'an, who lives just around the corner, is missing!"

"Missing? No way? When did this happen? Could it be fake? His daughter just doesn't come home often."

"Yes, yes! I heard that his daughter Tingting is a live broadcaster. She is usually busy selling goods live, so how can she have time to come back?"

"It's because of this. I heard that she has been off the air for many days, and only then did I realize something was wrong."

"That's impossible, right? If their daughter was really missing, how could Wang Ping'an and his wife be so calm? When I went to their store to buy salt yesterday, I didn't see anything."

"This is absolutely true. A relative who works at a factory heard that the couple had secretly gone to the police station to report the case. After so many days, they still haven't found them. I wonder if they have..."

Suddenly, Miao Chunjuan, while eating sunflower seeds, said, "You are looking for someone so secretly, you must have done something shameful."

"Hey! Chunjuan, you hit the nail on the head. I heard there is some emotional entanglement involved."

"Really? What's going on?"

"Come to think of it, Wang's daughter Tingting graduated from a key university, but she didn't find a proper job and became a female anchor. I don't know if you have seen her, but when she was live, she was wearing revealing clothes and posing in coquettish ways. Anyway, she doesn't look like a decent girl."

"That's why. A few years ago, Zhou Yumei was quite proud of the fact that her family had a college student. But after Tingting graduated, she became silent and never mentioned her daughter. I guess she felt it was too embarrassing."

"Haha... what's the use of being a college student? In the end, you're just a jokester."

Miao Chunjuan said, moving forward excitedly, "I'm telling you, I suspect that Tingting must have hooked up with some rich guy. She had an affair with him, and she might have had several abortions. We don't know how she died in the end! Just wait and see!"

Suddenly, a pot of rotten vegetable leaves fell on Miao Chunjuan's head.

Miao Chunjuan immediately screamed: "Oh! Which blind bastard dumped such garbage on me!"

As she spoke, she saw Yan Chenqi holding an empty basin with an expressionless face.

"Oh! Second Aunt, you are here? I thought there was no one here!"

Miao Chunjuan was even angrier now. "Who are you trying to fool? We have been chatting here for a long time, didn't you hear me? And you didn't see me, a living person. Are you blind?"

Yan Chenqi smiled coldly, "I'm kindly reminding you to be more polite, otherwise..."

Before she could finish her words, Miao Chunjuan suddenly felt a chill on her back, so eerie that she couldn't help but shiver.

She clenched her teeth and pretended to be calm, "You... stop scaring me. You just caught a few little ghosts, and you really think you are a great immortal? Bah! I won't be scared by you."

"Believe it or not!" Yan Chenqi gave her a cold look, "If you like gossiping, go somewhere else, not in front of our dumpling restaurant. It's very unlucky."

Having said that, she drove those women away.

A few women were cursing and complaining as they walked.

Liu Cuiyun came forward and said, "Xiaoqi, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Chenqi's face suddenly tightened and she said, "Mom, don't go to Uncle Wang's convenience store to buy things during this period, okay?"

"Hey, hey." Liu Cuiyun nodded repeatedly, "Xiao Qi, their child, could something really have happened to him?"

Yan Chenqi remained silent, which was considered as his agreement.