My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Seeing Su Jin's calmness, Chu Heng became more and more certain of his guess. He took a deep breath and asked, "Why are you testing me?"

"What else? Should I just kill you to silence you?" Su Jin tilted her head. "I'm a ghost. Isn't society talking about resisting feudal superstition these days? Who knows if you might do something behind my back? Only the dead can keep secrets. I'm serious."

Chu Heng pursed his lips and suddenly felt that Su Jin was a little crazy, the kind that could not be understood by normal people's thinking, and was a little neurotic.

He calmed down and asked, "So now can you tell me where those things are?"

"No."

"why?"

Su Jin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Didn't I tell you I can't remember."

.......

Chu Heng suddenly felt a headache, "You can think about it now."

"I'll tell you what I remember." Su Jin lazily stretched out on the wooden chair. "My memory is not good when I get old, and I just woke up, so my mind is a mess."

Chu Heng clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress the urge to grab Su Jin and interrogate her. He forced a smile and asked, "Then how can you remember?"

“Maybe seeing the roads I walked before will remind me of them.”

Xiao Jin said weakly, "But there's no direction. Where can I find the way?"

Chu Heng thought the same thing, so he could only ask, "Even if you can't remember the specific place, do you know what the terrain is like? Mountains or plains?"

Su Jin thought about it seriously, "There are a lot of mountains, but Yucheng, Qianzhou, and Ningzhou are all mountainous, so it's hard to determine."

Chu Heng frowned. These three places had not really been penetrated, so there was still a great possibility.

At least asking Su Jin to search for them one by one was obviously unrealistic, so he could only put it aside for the time being and asked him, "You said before that they would be sent away in batches and it would be impossible for them to be completely wiped out, so why can't they be found?"

"Since it's a good thing, it naturally needs someone to guard it. In ancient times, this was called a treasure keeper or a grave keeper."

"No, if they were guarding those things, they should have brought them out after the war. It's impossible that there is no news until now."

"It's simple. Someone tried to steal those things, killed each other, and then all died. Or maybe one or two survived, but they didn't live to see the end of the war." Su Jin shrugged. "I won't be there guarding it, so how would I know?"

Chu Heng felt that this possibility was very high, as human greed was the most uncontrollable.

He pondered and asked again, "Do you have any vivid memories of where you passed by, or the local accent?"

Su Jin raised her eyes and looked at him coldly, "You are very noisy, I will tell you naturally when I think of it, don't keep asking."

Chu Heng shut up instantly. He really wanted to know about the elders involved and the batch of genuine antiques. But now it was clear that Su Jin was the only breakthrough point. Even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to shut up.

The tea room instantly became quiet, and Xiao Jin also silently ignored the air and sat down quietly beside Su Jin, silently apologizing for suspecting Su Jin was a murderer.

Su Jin didn't care. He nodded with his hand on the table, indicating that Chu Heng should refill his tea. It tasted pretty good.

Chu Heng resigned himself to his fate and poured it for him. After more than ten minutes of silence, Chu Heng's phone rang.

He clicked the answer button and raised it to his ear. A voice immediately came from the other end, "Mr. Chu, we're here, but the old man won't leave. He says we're scammers. The village committee is here too."

Chu Heng's eyelids twitched. If it was a young man, it would be fine and the bodyguard would take the person away directly. The key point was that the other party was an old man. If something happened on the way, it would be bad.

He said, "I'll video call her and ask her to answer."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and said to Su Jin, "The old lady doesn't trust the person I sent over. What do you say to her?"

Su Jin nodded and waited for Chu Heng to make a video call before picking up the phone. The call was connected quickly. A young man was the first to answer. He said "wait a moment" and immediately raised his phone and shouted.

After two noisy minutes, an old face appeared on the phone screen. The face had gray hair, dark yellow skin, and many wrinkles, but the eyes were bright.

"Jin Wawazi, it's really Jin Wawazi."

Su Qingyu's excited voice came, it was the dialect of Yucheng. Su Jin felt that it sounded familiar. He looked up at Chu Heng opposite him and said, "It's the language here."

Chu Heng was slow for two seconds before reacting, "Is it in Yucheng?!"

Su Jin hummed, retracted his gaze, and said to Su Qingyu on the phone, "I'm in Beijing. They are my friends. They want to take you over to stay."

Su Qingyu looked at the people around her in confusion, "What did Jin kid say?"

Not only is the old man hard of hearing, he has never left the mountains in his life and cannot understand Mandarin at all.

Xiao Jin was getting anxious and started shouting in her hometown dialect, but unfortunately no one could hear her except Su Jin.

Su Jin scratched his ears and said to the bodyguard, "Find her an interpreter."

The bodyguard immediately called someone from the village committee. After the middle-aged man conveyed everything on his cell phone, Su Jin was speechless.

He asked Su Qingyu to come to Beijing, but Su Qingyu raised chickens and pigs, and had a lot of crops, so she refused to do so no matter what.

He had a headache and was worried about whether he should go to live in Yucheng.

He instinctively frowned, choosing to ignore it for the time being and directly hung up the phone, his eyes fixed on Xiao Jin, "Take care of her? What does it mean to take care of her? Does hiring two people to work for her count?"

Xiao Jin was also embarrassed. He scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, and could only whisper, "Grandma is used to living in the countryside and is carsick. She might not be able to adapt."

"Then don't answer it." Su Jin turned his face away, feeling a little troubled.

Chu Heng disagreed, "The old man wants his family to be with him. If you can't adapt, this villa has a big yard. As long as you don't raise pigs, it's fine."

Su Jin frowned at him, "I'm just overdoing it. I don't want to live in your house permanently. Understand?"

"But will you take care of the old man?" Chu Heng asked back, "Since you're using his body, you have to fulfill your responsibilities. And if you don't take it over, what if someone uses the old man to threaten you? What will you do? Just ignore it?"

Su Jin stopped talking. The more he thought about it, the more troublesome it became. Why not just kill him? The reunion of grandparents and grandchildren would be perfect.

Chu Heng interrupted his thoughts and asked him, "Can you take care of him forever?"

"No, I have my own things to do."

"So you can find someone you can trust to take care of you." Chu Heng's meaning was very clear. If the old man came to the Chu family, the place would be big enough for him to live as he pleased, and it would be safe with servants looking after him.

Su Jin looked him up and down, "How can I be sure you won't use her to threaten me?"

Chu Heng didn't answer but asked, "This isn't the first time you've used someone else's body to resurrect. Have you ever thought about finding someone you trust to help you conceal your identity?"

Su Jin crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly, "It wasn't so information-based before, so there was no need for any cover."

"Then find one now. Perhaps my descendants can continue to cover for you. What was this called in ancient times?"

"Generations of domestic slaves."

Chu Heng's mouth twitched, "How long have you existed?"

"I don't know. I forgot."

"Then why don't you reincarnate?" Chu Heng was puzzled. "You don't look like an evil ghost. Do you have some obsession? Perhaps I can help."