I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Only after finishing the meal did she begin to nag, "When you're alone in the future, don't be so stubborn. Your health is more important. Just having enough money is enough."

Qin Yunie blinked slowly and responded softly, "I understand, grandma."

Grandma continued, "Just ignore those people. If they treat you badly, there's no need to rush after them."

Qin Yunie nodded and replied, "Well, ignore them."

"If you meet someone you like, don't overthink it and bravely pursue your own happiness. Our Xiao Yu Nie is beautiful, capable, and able to make money. She's a good match for anyone. Don't be afraid to take that crucial step because of family reasons."

Qin Yunie's voice was a little choked, but she still tried to respond: "Okay."

"If someone is nice to you, you have to be nice to them too. Feelings are mutual. If you feel you get along well, get married early." Grandma said earnestly, her eyes kind and warm.

At the end, grandma couldn't help but sigh, her eyes revealing deep concern, "This way, you will have a home of your own... I will feel relieved."

When Qin Yunie heard this, her eyes turned slightly red and tears welled up in her eyes, but she still blinked hard, trying to control her emotions, not wanting to worry her grandmother.

She responded with a slight nasal tone, "Okay."

Xiaobai, who was standing by, noticed the change in his owner's mood. He came over obediently and put his little head in Qin Yunie's palm, as if he wanted her to touch him to comfort her and make her feel better.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the ghost's deep voice came from the door, "Wu Xiyue, it's time to reincarnate."

Grandma responded, "I'll be right there."

Then he stood up slowly, his movements a little slowly.

Qin Yunie hurriedly stood up, held her grandmother's hand tightly, and said firmly: "I'll take you there."

Grandma stopped and turned around, her eyes full of reluctance and heartache, and said softly: "Don't send me off, or I'll feel bad later."

Qin Yunie looked at her grandmother stubbornly, tears glistening in her eyes, and insisted: "Let me take you on your last journey. The King of Hell promised to let me take you to Naihe Bridge."

She sighed helplessly, but finally nodded and agreed to let Qin Yunie take her there.

When the door opened, two familiar figures were standing outside. They were Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu.

Normally, they are not responsible for this kind of pick-up and drop-off mission, but this time it was the King of Hell who specifically gave them the order.

Rather than sending him to reincarnation, it would be more appropriate to say that he was protecting Qin Yunie.

The whole journey was silent and the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

All the way to Naihe Bridge, Qin Yunie couldn't go there anymore.

Standing at the bridge head, looking at the long queue, countless ghosts are waiting in line to cross the Naihe Bridge.

She turned to Qin Yunie and whispered, "Alright, that's enough. I've already said what I need to say. The fact that I have a granddaughter like you in this life is the result of my good deeds in my previous life. After today, just forget about us. Don't keep remembering us all. You need to look forward, and you will go a long way."

Qin Yunie nodded silently, her throat choked with sobs, preventing her from making any sound.

Grandma went to queue up.

Qin Yunie stood there and watched her grandmother drink the Mengpo soup that Mengpo handed to her, and then she could no longer see her figure.

Suddenly, Meng Po appeared beside her without warning and said, "Would you like a bowl of Meng Po soup? I have a special recipe that can help you forget only a certain part of your memory."

Qin Yunie shook his head slightly, "No need."

Meng Po stared at her for a moment, then said, "Do you need me to take you for a walk to calm you down? We can also go shopping at the Ghost Market."

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, she just wanted to be alone at the moment.

Meng Po seemed to see through her thoughts and said quickly and firmly, "I'm worried about you being alone. Isn't it said that the best way for women to vent is to go shopping? I'll pay today, and you can buy whatever you like."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yunie widened her eyes and looked at Meng Po in astonishment. Did she hear it correctly?

Seeing her stunned, Meng Po grabbed Qin Yunie's waist and said, "Look at what I'm doing. Let's go shopping."

After she finished speaking, she turned to Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu and said, "You can go back and report. I've taken the person away."

Qin Yunie tried to struggle and move, but she didn't give him a chance to break free. She could only shout helplessly, "Sister Meng...don't you have to guard the Naihe Bridge?"

Meng Po: "It's not like you need me there for everything. I still have time to go shopping with you."

Finally, Qin Yunie had no choice but to say: "Sister Meng, please accompany me to the ghost market to buy some things. I also want to buy something, but I will pay for it myself."

Meng Po frowned and said, "I said I'll pay for today, so I'll pay. Don't..."

Qin Yunie interrupted her and said, "I bought it for the King of Hell."

Meng Po stopped talking abruptly, and then turned around and said, "I won't pay for this, but I'll pay for the rest."

Hearing this, Qin Yunie suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

Hearing her laugh, Meng Po immediately reacted, "Okay, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

But seeing that she finally smiled, he didn't bother with her. He rolled his eyes at her and said nothing more.

They arrived at the ghost market, and this time everything went smoothly without encountering any problems.

Qin Yunie took a look around. Although she had been here once before, she still didn't know much about this place, so she asked directly, "Sister Meng, do you know which store sells that kind of clothes?"

Meng Po was a little surprised and said, "Are you planning to buy clothes for the King of Hell?"

She nodded, "Yeah, I want to buy a cape."

Qin Yunie actually didn’t say it, but she felt that the King of Hell was always very handsome when he came down from mid-air.

Especially last night, although she did not see the King of Hell appear in the air with her own eyes, when she looked at the snow piled on his cloak and saw his profile at that time, she felt as if she was dreaming at that moment.

Meng Po raised her brows slightly. "You're the first one who wanted to buy clothes for the King of Hell. All of the King of Hell's suits are custom-made, including his cape. None of them are the same. This is almost the consensus of everyone who knows him well."

She said thoughtfully, "But if you bought it, he would probably like it."

Qin Yunie heard this and said hesitantly: "Or let's just forget it and change to something else."

Meng Po said, "No need, I will take you there."

Not long after, Meng Po brought Qin Yunie to an unnamed store.

There were only a few pieces of clothing hanging inside, both men's and women's, less than ten pieces in total.