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

Tian Caijin confirmed with Su Chen again and again, then happily took out 20 yuan and stuffed it into Liu Chunhua's hand, turned around and walked out with a cheerful step.

"Aze is going to make a lot of money, he's going to make a lot of money!"

Someone curiously asked Su Chen: "Ah Chen, why don't you just tell him where A Ze can make a lot of money? If you insist on him following the previous route, wouldn't that be a waste of money?"

"That's right, the fare is not cheap." Liu Chunhua was also curious.

Su Chen was helpless: "Mom, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but if some things are made clear, good things will become bad things."

"how come?"

"That's right, wouldn't it be better if you just said it clearly?"

The old people didn't quite agree with Su Chen's words.

Old man Su curled his lips and put down his chopsticks.

"Li Laosan, let me ask you this: if I tell you there's a golden basin in the river, but if you go in, it'll flood, and if you fish it out in three days, it'll be fine. Would you fish it out now or in three days?"

Li Laosan immediately straightened his neck and blinked: "Now you want to make money? Who knows if you have told others."

Old Man Su raised his eyebrows: "See? With Li Laosan's personality, you calculated that he could make this fortune, can you just tell him directly? That would harm him, right? You have to say it differently."

Li Laosan chuckled and touched his nose innocently.

"Then is there a basin made of gold..."

Liu Chunhua rolled her eyes and said, "Go home and dream."

"Achen's point is, everyone is different. For someone like Li Laosan, you have to adapt it. For example, let him ask his son to go into the water and touch it. If his son goes into the water, there will be no flood, and he will become rich. Do you understand?"

Li Laosan curled his lips and said, "My son can't swim either!"

Old Man Su: “…”

You deserve to be poor all your life!

After hearing what Old Man Su said, the others finally understood and nodded.

Su Chen asked: "Aunt and uncle, is there anything else to settle?"

20 yuan is not cheap.

Besides, who knows whether Su Chen’s predictions are really accurate?

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Xing, who lived at the end of the village, finally took out 20 yuan.

Su Chen watched him count out one dollar bills from the plastic bag with an indifferent expression.

Liu Chunhua felt a little reluctant.

She lowered her voice and said, "Ah Chen, your Uncle Zhao doesn't have much money. How about you just not accept it?"

Su Chen shook his head.

Liu Chunhua sighed and said nothing.

Zhao Xing is now in his forties. His wife died early, and he raised his two sons as both a mother and a father. They both went to middle school in the town, but unfortunately their grades were not good enough and they could not continue their studies. In the end, he used his connections to send their sons to a factory in the city.

The factory's performance was poor and it hadn't been able to pay wages for nearly six months. Zhao Xing was so worried that he hadn't slept well for several months.

He asked whether it would be better for his two sons to continue working in the factory or to go out to work.

Su Chen dug out his two sons from the original owner's memory: Zhao Huainan and Zhao Huaibei.

They are all very honest and not very good at communicating with others, but they will subconsciously smile when they see people in the village.

Su Chen took their horoscopes from Zhao Xing and calculated them.

"Uncle Zhao, that factory will be closed next year."

"Huh?" Zhao Xing suddenly felt a little bewildered. "So, does that mean I have to go out and work?"

He was a little uneasy.

He raised his son with all his heart, and he could still take care of him in the city, but if something happened to him in the south, he wouldn't know what to do...

Li Laosan chuckled, "Old Zhao, what future can Xiaonan and Xiaobei have if you keep such a close eye on them all day? Look at them, they're so grown up and can't even say hello to us. If I were you, I'd say they should go out and work, so they can be smarter."

Zhao Xing said nothing.

He rubbed his hands together and said, "Ah Chen, why don't you consider staying in the village..."

Old man Su frowned when he heard this.

Su Chen sighed: "Uncle Zhao, do you want Xiaonan and Xiaobei to stay in the village and be single for the rest of their lives?"

"...Huh? Then... let's just work part-time."

Liu Chunhua couldn't stand it: "Xiao Zhao, you're a grown man, why are you more fussy than us?"

"That's right, relax a little, the children have grown up."

"I think he's still thinking about tying Xiaonan and Xiaobei's belts."

"Let him go. Don't worry too much about it. You should also save some money for your retirement..."

Everyone tried to persuade him earnestly.

Su Chen knocked lightly on the table.

Everyone then stopped talking and looked at him.

"Uncle Zhao, what the uncles and aunts said is true. Xiaonan and Xiaobei have grown up, and it's time to let them be independent."

Zhao Xing twitched his lips, but couldn't smile: "But, but they still..."

"He's not young anymore. After the New Year, Xiaobei will be 18 years old. It's just right for him to join the army."

Zhao Xing was nodding his head, but suddenly his body trembled.

"Become a soldier?"

He doesn't even dare to let his children go out to work. Being a soldier is very dangerous because it's full of guns and cannons!

Besides, life in the army is very hard. Xiaonan and Xiaobei have had weak constitutions since childhood, so they definitely can't endure this kind of hardship...

Old Man Su was too lazy to watch, so he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of scrambled egg for Yueyue. Then he heard footsteps at the door.

Turning around, I saw Hu Shiliang coming.

"Hey, why is it so lively?"

Hu Shiliang came in with a briefcase, greeted everyone, and walked to the eight-immortals table to take a look.

"Brother Su, it would be a waste if you don't drink some wine with the food you have."

"Hey, the children are not in good health. Ah Chen asked me and my wife to cook more to nourish them."

Liu Chunhua smiled and asked Hu Shiliang to sit on a bench, then turned around and brought him a set of clean bowls and chopsticks.

"Drink, Aliang, go ahead and drink. I'll warm the wine for you."

Liu Chunhua then called out, "Would you like to have some wine too?"

Everyone knew that it was just a polite remark, so only Li Laosan happily went over.

Liu Chunhua was not annoyed and brought him bowls and chopsticks as usual.

Su Chen looked at Hu Shiliang: "Uncle Liang, you are more familiar with the conscription issue. Uncle Zhao wants to know more about it."

"Uncle Zhao..." Hu Shiliang glanced around and moved his gaze to Zhao Xing, "Xiao Zhao, are you planning to send Xiaonan or Xiaobei to the army?"

"Everyone go." Su Chen added.

Zhao Xing shuddered when he heard this and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no..."

Hu Shiliang ignored him and laughed: "It's good to join the army. Being a soldier now is not like in the early years. You have to go to the battlefield..."

At this sentence, Zhao Xing paused and said, "No, we don't have to go to war?"

Hu Shiliang glared at him: "Why? Peace is not good?"

"No, it's not bad."

"Let me tell you, Xiao Zhao, your Xiaonan and Xiaobei are both educated, so it would be great for them to join the army..."

After Liu Chunhua warmed up the rice wine and brought it over, Hu Shiliang took a sip and continued to talk about the benefits of being a soldier.

After his mouth was dry, he said, "Others who want to join the army are not qualified. I asked your Xiaonan two years ago. He wanted to go, but you refused. Aren't you ruining his future?"

Zhao Xing smiled awkwardly.

Su Chen said calmly: "Uncle Zhao, if Xiaonan and Xiaobei go to the army, they won't have to worry about food and drink, and their health will be very good. After they leave the army, they will have a stable job."

"Iron rice bowl? Government job?!" Li Laosan's eyes widened. "Then, then our child..."

He couldn't wait to look at Hu Shiliang.

"Ah Liang, please sign up for our brat as well, so he can join the army!"

"What's the problem?" Hu Shiliang said, slapping his forehead suddenly, "I almost forgot the important matter."

He opened the briefcase and took out a notebook and pen. "The higher-ups have assigned us an urgent task. Every household in every village must investigate their ancestors for three generations..."