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

"Hey, hey, hey, stop guessing."

Huang Nansong reminded: "Shhhhh, there's a chat going on outside, don't talk!"

Old Song and Ge Ping'an immediately shut up.

At this moment, Su Chen had already asked someone to sit down. The driver was a talkative man and quickly introduced himself.

They are all from Wuzhou, Zhejiang Province.

The driver's name is Yao Wentao, the big man with the pus-filled head is called Yao Fusheng, the driver's fifth cousin, and the middle-aged woman next to them is from the same village as them, and the driver calls her Aunt Niu.

A few years ago, Yao Fusheng went to the south to do business and accumulated a large fortune. Later, his business was cut down one time, so he decided to quit and returned home to open a clothing factory.

Originally, the garment factory was doing well, but unfortunately, within two years, Yao Fusheng fell down while drunk and lost his mind.

Without his leadership, the business gradually went bankrupt. In desperation, his family sold the factory, and Yao Fusheng's parents took him to seek medical treatment everywhere.

After two years of failure, the family became discouraged. Yao Fusheng's parents probably became ill from overwork and passed away within half a year.

Yao Fusheng's wife and children simply threw him back to his hometown and gave him 50 yuan a month to be taken care of.

"The people who took care of Uncle Wu were quite dedicated. I went back to the village before, and although he looked silly, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was neat and tidy."

"Later, probably because he discovered that his uncle's wife and children hadn't come back to see him and only sent him money, he gradually became bolder. Not only did he treat his uncle harshly, he also often locked him up at home, saying he was having a mental breakdown and was difficult to control."

"Aunt Niu and the others went to see Uncle Wu a few times and found that he was indeed a little crazy. They also saw him washing clothes with feces on them, so they didn't say anything."

"After that, my fifth uncle was locked up at home for a long time. Until Chinese New Year, when Aunt Niu and her family went to give him a gift, the man refused to see him, saying he was crazy again. Aunt Niu didn't believe him and quietly opened the door, only to find a large boil on the top of my fifth uncle's head."

"They called my uncle's family. Initially, someone came and took him to the hospital, but they quickly sent him back. They said he was incurable."

"Aunt Niu didn't believe it and asked me to take my uncle to the provincial capital for medical treatment. The doctor said the abscess was just a symptom and there was a tumor or something growing inside. The surgery would be very expensive and there was no guarantee he would survive."

"We don't have that much money. We originally planned to go back and prepare for Uncle Wu's funeral, but we heard in the hospital that there's a great master here who can cure any disease. Plus, it's not far from the provincial capital, so we rushed over."

After explaining the whole story, Yao Wentao looked at Su Chen with anticipation.

"Master, my fifth uncle is like this, do you have any solution?"

"Before we set off, the villagers pooled their money together. After deducting the money we spent on medical treatment in the provincial capital, we only have a little over a thousand left. I can give it all to you."

Su Chen knew that Yao Wentao was talking so much just to gain sympathy.

He waved his hand.

"Your fifth uncle is a virtuous man who always does good things. I will not sit idly by."

Yao Wentao was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily.

"Yes, yes, that's right. After Uncle Wu made money, he helped build bridges and roads in the village and town, sponsored poor students, and helped villagers work in the factory."

Aunt Niu on the other end also spoke up: "My son was arranged by Fusheng to work in the factory. Although the factory has changed owners, my son is still working there. He even became a team leader and got a raise last year."

Su Chen nodded.

He motioned for them to wait for a moment and turned to look into the teahouse.

Old Song hurriedly pushed Huang Nansong.

"Hurry, hurry, go out and see if Taoist Su needs any help."

Huang Nansong ran out happily, glanced at the boil on Yao Fusheng's head, quickly looked away, and looked at Su Chen with a dry smile.

Su Chen took out a hundred yuan and handed it to him: "Boss Huang, please buy me a washbasin and a pencil sharpener."

"Oh oh oh, okay, I'll be back soon."

Huang Nansong trotted back to the store and quickly left on his bicycle.

Seeing this, Yao Wentao asked cautiously, "Master, can you cure my fifth uncle's illness? What about his brain..."

“Things with the brain are more troublesome.”

Yao Wentao immediately stood up, his eyes shining. "Master, are you saying that Uncle Wu's brain can be cured? Then, can Uncle Wu still do business in the future?"

Without waiting for Su Chen to answer, he immediately added: "It's okay if I can't do business. As long as I can live like a normal person and not be bullied anymore, that's fine."

Aunt Niu beside her nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

Su Chen asked Yao Wentao: "You are from the same clan, do you know your fifth uncle's birth date?"

Yao Wentao scratched his head and laughed dryly: "I, I really don't know."

"What's your date of birth?"

"When you go to the hospital for treatment, you always have to fill out these forms, right?"

Yao Wentao chuckled, "Actually, we brought him out without telling Uncle Wu's wife and children. We didn't ask, so we just filled in the information randomly."

Aunt Niu also laughed dryly.

Su Chen sighed and took out his mobile phone: "There must be a phone in the village, right? Give it a call and ask where your Yao family's genealogy is. Someone like your fifth uncle must be recorded in the family tree."

"Oh, I'll call now."

Yao Wentao called back in front of Su Chen and explained the whole story. After waiting for about ten minutes, the other party finally gave Yao Fusheng's horoscope.

Su Chen calculated and sighed.

Yao Wentao suddenly became nervous: "Master, is this... not good?"

"It's not a big deal, there's just something wrong with the ancestral tomb."

Yao Wentao and Aunt Niu exclaimed in unison: "Ancestral grave?"

Soon Yao Wentao frowned

"That's not right. If there's something wrong with our ancestral tomb, why are we fine?"

"Besides, Uncle Wu's son is healthy and well!"

He looked at Su Chen with questioning eyes.

When I heard there was a master here, I rushed here without hesitation, but what if he is a scammer?

Yao Wentao realized belatedly how reckless he had been.

How could you reveal that you still have more than a thousand dollars on you?

Su Chen glanced at him and said, "He was adopted, not a member of the Yao family."

"As for his son, he is not his offspring."

Yao Wentao was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at Aunt Niu, who looked bewildered: "I, I don't know!"

"I, I..." Yao Wentao opened his mouth and saw Su Chen handing the mobile phone back to him.

"If you have any questions, just call home and ask the older generation."

His frank attitude made Yao Wentao feel guilty.

Despite this, he decisively took the mobile phone.

Aunt Niu saw him subconsciously walk away to talk on the phone and quietly followed him.

Old Song smacked his lips in the teahouse.

"You came all the way here and still questioned Taoist Su. I don't know what's going on in your mind."

Ge Ping'an didn't say anything.

Old Song followed his gaze and looked at Yao Fusheng.

"What are you doing? Don't tell me you know this guy."

Ge Pingan glanced at him and said, "With this abscess so swollen that it's completely disfigured, can you even see his original facial features?"

"Then why are you staring?"

Ge Pingan touched his nose and said, "It's a pity. If I had a camera, I would take a picture now and tell them this story later. It would definitely be exciting."

Old Song: “!!!”

"Be a human being."

Yao Wentao hung up the phone and looked at Aunt Niu, both of them with shock in their eyes.

"Fifth Uncle is really adopted."

Aunt Niu blinked: "So, Fusheng's son is really not his biological son?!"

Then he slapped his thigh and said, "I was wondering, how could you be so heartless as to abandon your own father to the old house!"

Soon, she whispered again, "Wentao, could it be that mother and daughter who caused Fusheng to fall?"

Yao Wentao's eyes widened: "No way?"