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

The old man's few words silenced Old Liao.

He sighed, looked at the sky for a long time, and then returned to his stall silently.

Not all excitement is joyful to watch, at least he doesn't like this one.

Su Chen smiled at the old man: "Do you have your granddaughter's horoscope?"

The old man hurriedly undressed: "Yes, yes, yes, I brought it."

He fished out an old piece of red paper from his inner pocket and muttered, "Qingqing in our family is so pitiful. She lost her mother at the age of three, her father at the age of five, and at the age of seven... Oh, her life was so hard."

Su Chen unfolded the red paper and calculated it.

"Old man, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"……what?"

"You said you wanted to calculate the date of your death, but you actually wanted to calculate whether your granddaughter would live well after your death?"

The old man's hand tightened: "No, it's not good, is it? I, I guessed it."

"Well, not good."

Su Chen sighed: "On the seventh day after your death, she will be abused, and then people from the village will come to her house in the middle of the night..."

"Stop, stop talking."

The old man's eyes were red and his voice was choked.

He trembled as he pulled out a handkerchief and slowly unfolded it: "20, right?"

"Yes."

Su Chen watched him count out 20 bills one dollar at a time with his shaking hands. He didn't look down on him, but took them and smiled at the old man.

"Old man, you only have a few days left. If you want to cook a good meal, try it in the next day or two."

The old man trembled.

"Hey, hey, thank you."

Old Liao watched the old man leave and felt that his back looked even more haggard.

After hesitating for a moment, he packed a few steamed buns and chased after him.

Su Chen quietly watched the figure merge into the crowd, turned his head, and met Zhang Qian's gaze.

"When it rains, it pours."

Su Chen nodded: "That's good, this is the best plan he can make."

"That girl really..."

Su Chen nodded: "The end may be worse than the old man expected."

Zhang Qian sighed, "It's already hard for a beautiful girl from a poor family to suffer, not to mention she's stupid. I'm afraid she wouldn't even say anything if she was bullied."

Su Chen glanced at him and asked, "Where is your disciple?"

"I'm on business."

"Leave more to teach?"

"What? Do you want to force your disciples to live in the open air just to pass on the family lineage?" Zhang Qian joked. "I don't have that kind of habit. Let nature take its course."

"After all, according to his fortune telling, he...is a late bloomer. He's not even fifty yet, so there's no need to rush."

Su Chen: "..."

Fine.

He finally understood why the Xuanmen sect in this world was declining.

It's not just historical factors, the main reason is that these capable people are very casual in accepting and teaching disciples.

His eyes fell on Wang Haitao. Seeing him pick up the pen again and start practicing another talisman, he nodded secretly.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Qian got up and left.

The sun was setting completely.

Su Chen lazily put away the book, teased Beibei, and turned his head to look in front of him.

Chai Daqian and his men are moving things.

It should be to make room for subsequent renovations.

Most of the pedestrians passing by Chunming Street were carrying large and small bags. Su Chen's eyes lit up when he turned his head again.

Behind Aunt Li, next to the stall that originally displayed fireworks and firecrackers, there was another stall that displayed lanterns.

The large red lanterns all look very festive, but some of the small lanterns are also very delicate.

Su Chen thought of the mountain god and the old squad leader on Longshan Mountain, as well as the squirrel fairy on Niugang Mountain. He smiled and went over to pick three pairs of small ones.

After a moment's hesitation, he took five more pairs of large ones.

After paying the money, he went over and gave a pair to Kong Aichun.

I forgot to take the Little Red Riding Hood that I asked her to knit yesterday. I saw it when I was cleaning the table just now. It must be Aunt Chun who took it while I was in meditation.

"Xiao Su, look at you, you're so polite, aren't you?" Kong Aichun accepted it without hesitation and asked Su Chen, "Xiao Su, can you write Spring Festival couplets? Please write one for me on the 29th."

Su Chen agreed.

When closing the stall, he pulled Wang Haitao up and said, "It's getting dark. Go back and practice. I want to go home."

Speaking of going home, Su Chen slapped his forehead suddenly.

Then I remembered that I had promised his father in the morning that I would go back to have lunch at noon and send him to my third sister's house.

I looked at the time again and it was past five o'clock.

This brain...

Hey, go back and apologize sincerely.

"What do father and son have to feel sorry for? We're busy this afternoon anyway, so it's fine for the old man to stay at home and help look after Ah Yun instead of going to town."

When Su Chen returned home, the house was wet.

The wooden walls had been rewashed, revealing clear wood grain, but they were still wet and not completely dry, so they looked a little dim when the light shone on them.

The benches, round tables, and cupboards in the house are very shiny and have all been dried.

Everything on the stove was also cleaned and very tidy.

The whole house smells much fresher.

Su Chen asked: "Have the sisters-in-law and the others gone back?"

"Yes, they came over to help with the laundry in the morning, and in the afternoon they washed the walls and cleaned the stove. Your eldest brother also cleaned the roof and the backyard."

Liu Chunhua said happily: "Your sickly fourth sister-in-law didn't cough today. I think she is feeling much better. Your medicine is working."

Old Man Su cleared his throat and asked him, "Did something delay you at noon?"

"Well, almost. But it's still in time to send you to Third Sister's place. Dad, can we go?"

Old Man Su looked at Liu Chunhua.

"If you want to go, go ahead. Why are you looking at me? How can I stop you?"

Old Man Su was annoyed: "Money~"

"Ohhh, wait."

Old Man Su felt a flash before his eyes, and when he looked carefully, he found himself at the home of his third daughter, Xiaoyan.

Unfortunately, Xiaoyan has guests at her house today.

Old man Su had not yet recovered from his youngest son's magical ability, and his heart tightened again.

Oh no, someone saw us!

It won’t cause trouble for Achen, right?

Unexpectedly, the guest on the other end stared blankly for a moment, then quickly wiped his eyes: "Master? You, you... knew I was coming so quickly?"

Su Chen smiled at him: "Brother Hongliang."

Su Chen glanced around and saw the lobsters in the bucket on the ground, and he suddenly realized.

"We caught some lobsters today, and we got quite a few. I thought I'd send them over to you to try." Wu Hongliang said excitedly, "Master, we had a great harvest today. You don't know, we cast the net three times, and it was always so heavy that we almost couldn't pull it up. We couldn't cast it again because it was overweight."

He even winked and said, "The fish god is helping us to drive the fish away."

Su Chen gave a thumbs up: "Brother Hongliang, since you offer so much, the Fish God will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"Is that so?" Wu Hongliang laughed. "So you mustn't pay this lobster master."

Waiting for me here.

Su Chen smiled and said, "Brother Hongliang, if you continue like this, I won't dare ask you to buy me some seafood in the future. How about giving me a 20% discount on the market price?"

Wu Hongliang wanted to refuse, but Sun Meihua tugged at his clothes, so he had to agree.

After paying the money, Su Xiaoyan's noodles were served.

"Come on, come on, eat noodles. Don't be disgusted if they're not cooked well."

"Where?"

After Wu Hongliang and Sun Meihua had eaten some noodles and drank some wine, Su Chen sent them away and came back. Old Man Su had already given the money to Su Xiaoyan.

But Su Xiaoyan was not very willing to accept it.

"Dad, this money is my filial piety to you. Why do you want to take it back? It doesn't make sense."

Jiang Wanshui nodded and said, "That's right, we are short of money to buy a house, so let's not buy it for now. We can save money for a few more years and it will be enough. Dad, you guys keep this money."

The two of them were arguing with each other, and luckily Old Man Su was able to put down his face and intimidate people, which forced them to accept the money.

Seeing that the money was accepted, Old Man Su drank his wine with peace of mind and smacked his lips. "Are houses in the city really that expensive? If you really can't find a good one, just stay with us first. Ah Chen said that villa has plenty of rooms and can accommodate us."