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

Liu Chunhua pointed toward the stone platform outside.

"Here, the rice is soaked. Just grind it and we can start cooking."

Su Chen nodded: "Okay, no problem."

Old Man Su, who was puffing on his water pipe the whole time, couldn't help but ask, "Soaking so much rice, are you trying to tire us out?"

"Just shut up, you're just complaining. If you can do it well, don't eat it."

"You're just talking nonsense. Didn't I pick the glutinous rice from the grocery store? Didn't I soak it? I have to grind it tomorrow. What effort have you put in? And you even let Ah Chen help you. What big talk~"

"So what if I paid, you old idiot..."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Su Chen quickly raised his hands: "Mom, I'm hungry!"

"Oh, yes, yes, let's eat. I made taro rice today."

Liu Chunhua hurriedly invited Ah Hu and Ah Tang to come together.

Taro rice is made by adding fried pork belly into rice and taro, and then steaming it in a wooden barrel.

When you open the lid of the wooden barrel, the aroma of meat and taro hits your nose.

Several children smelled it and immediately rushed to get small bowls, chopsticks and spoons.

"Serve it yourself. I cooked a lot."

Liu Chunhua happily served food to Ah Hu and Ah Tang, then turned around and asked Old Man Su to serve the children. She took out two basins and filled them.

"Mom, are you sending it to my eldest and fourth brothers' homes?"

Liu Chunhua nodded: "With your eldest and fourth sisters-in-law being so stingy, your nephews can barely eat a piece of meat all year round."

"Well, I'll deliver it then. I just happen to have something to say to Fourth Brother."

"What?"

Su Chen explained that he had used up all the little wooden figures today, and finally said, "I still have to trouble Fourth Brother to help me carve a few more."

Old Man Su and Liu Chunhua were stunned.

“You’re buying it now?”

"Did you really take away the evil thing in there?"

Su Chen smiled and nodded: "But Mom and Dad, that house has not been lived in for decades. Most of the roof is broken and the house is ruined. I want to keep the bluestone slabs underneath and rebuild everything else."

"Oh, then the reconstruction will cost a lot of money, right?" Liu Chunhua was worried.

"Yeah, I heard that hiring help in the city now costs 10 or 20 dollars a day. Wouldn't it cost tens of thousands to rebuild it? Isn't that more expensive than buying other houses?"

Su Chen nodded: "If we really want to improve it, it will definitely be expensive. If we just make do with it, I estimate it will cost tens of thousands."

"It's mainly in a good location. If you want to buy a yard nearby, you'll have to spend at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan."

Liu Chunhua nodded: "If you calculate it this way, it's still more cost-effective to buy a haunted house. You can save more than half the money."

Old Man Su also nodded.

"Ah Chen, if we hire someone to rebuild it, Dad will keep an eye on it."

"Okay, I guess we'll go to the city by then."

When Su Chen carried two basins to the house at the end of the village, Su Mao, Su De and others had already started eating.

When she heard that taro rice was given to her, Lin Chunjiao accepted it with a smile.

"Brother, are you busy tomorrow? If not, bring Aliang home to help me grind rice cakes."

"It's going to rain tomorrow, so I won't go to the city."

I told Zhao Dongsheng about this on the way home. Aliang also knew about it, but Su Chen still explained it.

"Grinding rice cakes?"

"Well, Mom and Dad put too much rice, I guess it will be just me and Dad tomorrow, which is tough. Fourth brother also wants to help me carve a small temple, so I can only trouble you, eldest brother."

Su Mao patted his chest and said, "What trouble? I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Then it's settled."

Su Chen gave another pot to Su De, told him about carving the little wooden man, and went home.

But before I reached the door, I heard sobbing.

Su Chen was stunned for a moment and went in curiously.

I saw that Ah Hu and Ah Tang had already left the table and were making paper horses nearby. Old Man Su and Liu Chunhua were sitting on bamboo chairs chatting with a few people, and one of the women was wiping her eyes.

Hearing the footsteps, they all turned their heads and saw that it was Su Chen. Liu Chunhua quickly stood up.

"Ah Chen, something happened at your Uncle Zhang's house."

Su Chen now recognized that it was Zhang Mingshan's family who lived next to the convenience store.

Their family lives a good life in the village.

The eldest son worked as a bricklayer in his early years and has made a lot of money in recent years. The second son works in the village committee. The youngest son, Zhang Xueming, also got married this year, and his wife is probably seven or eight months pregnant now.

"What happened?" he asked.

Zhang Mingshan wiped his face and said, "It's Ayong."

"He was arrested and can't be found now."

"...Huh? Arrested? Arrested by the police?"

"No, Ah Ping went to the city today and asked around through his connections. They didn't arrest him."

Old Man Su reminded quietly: "A Ping knows a leader in the city, it should be true."

"Then why was Ayong arrested? Did he offend anyone?"

"No!" Zhang Mingshan said in distress, "Achen, you grew up with Ayong, don't you know his personality?"

"He's honest and decent. He deals with bricks and cement every day and doesn't even like to drink. Who could he possibly offend?"

Su Chen nodded.

The original owner did grow up with Zhang Xueyong, but after getting married, their lifestyles became completely opposite.

Zhang Xueyong is hardworking and ambitious, and is regarded as a good husband and son by others.

The original owner played cards and wandered around, and everyone said he was a second-rate person.

So starting ten years ago, the relationship between the two became increasingly distant.

But no matter how distant we are, we are still childhood friends.

Su Chen looked carefully at Zhang Mingshan and his wife Che Hongying, frowning slightly.

"Uncle Zhang, you two have dark palaces in your natal chart. Ayong will definitely get into trouble. Did you check your horoscope?"

The two of them nodded repeatedly and nervously took out the red paper with the eight characters written on it.

"The third one is." Zhang Mingshan reminded.

Su Chen counted with his fingers, his brows relaxed and then tightened again, making the few people feel like ants on a hot pan.

When Su Chen opened his eyes, Liu Chunhua couldn't wait to ask: "Achen, what happened?"

Su Chen sighed and held his forehead helplessly.

"Ayong is not in danger for now, but he will be killed after the work is completed in five days."

Upon hearing this, Che Hongying burst into tears: "My Ayong~"

Zhang Mingshan hurriedly asked, "Achen, is there any way to find out where he is? Let's go and rescue him, okay?"

"I only know the direction and distance. It's hard to say exactly where it is, but it's in the city." Su Chen hesitated for a moment, counted on his fingers, and stood up. "How about this, Uncle Zhang, Mom and Dad, I'm going to the city."

"Me, we're going too."

Zhang Mingshan and Che Hongying were worried and insisted on following, so Su Chen had no choice but to agree.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on after the rain, let alone in the dark. Zhang Mingshan and Che Hongying fell several times along the way and looked very embarrassed.

When Su Chen went to the guesthouse to find Zhao Dongsheng, he had just finished washing up. When he heard that he was going to the city, he went out without even drying his hair.

When Zhang Mingshan and Che Hongying saw the car, they got in carefully, standing straight and stiffly, fearing that their dirty clothes would dirty the car.

Su Chen asked them to relax.

Zhao Dongsheng also laughed: "That's right, uncle and aunt, if the car gets dirty, just wipe it off, just like clothes."

He was a talkative person, and with just a few words he got Zhang Mingshan and Che Hongying to start talking. After asking around, he found out why they went into the city at night.

"Master, if it's not someone arrested by the police, then he must be from the underworld. This is a bit difficult to deal with."

Su Chen smiled: "No problem."

There are just a few more people.

He touched the cloth-wrapped sword in his hand.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are needed.

When Santana slowly stopped two meters outside the wall, Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Dongsheng was also a little surprised: "It's actually in here?"