Chapter 14 Ancestor

"Then...in this case, the sound must not be very good, right?" When Xiaoxiao said this, there was more or less a hint of disappointment in her tone. But it was not obvious. I could feel that Xiaoxiao wanted to talk to me in a cheerful tone as much as possible. It’s just that Xiaoxiao and I have been together for a long time. Others may not be able to tell, but how could I not know. Although Xiaoxiao didn't say why she suddenly asked about the store's business, I felt like I could guess more or less. "...Xiaoxiao." "Um?" "...It's nothing. How have you been recently?" "Well, of course, hehe... I have nothing to worry about. Eat well and sleep well. Don't worry." "Okay, that's good..." "Xiaojun, go and eat quickly. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll find you again after a while." "Okay, that's it." After hanging up the phone, I looked at the screen of my phone for a long time. When it automatically dimmed, I couldn't help but let out a slight sigh and returned to the dinner table. The food was a little cold, but that didn't matter. Now I feel like I can't even take a bite of food. I have said before, Xiaoxiao is on my side regarding marriage. She also wants to marry me. However, when she realized that she couldn't persuade her mother and I couldn't make as much money as her mother asked for in a short period of time, she began to deliberately avoid talking about marriage. She didn't quarrel or make trouble with me about this matter. It was simple. She was taking care of my self-esteem and didn't want me to get hurt. But this is just Xiaoxiao's idea. For me, it actually still feels very aggrieved. How can a big man with all his hands and feet be choked by money? I used to think this way, full of fighting spirit and determination. But now I know. Not only can big men suffocate people to death because of money, but sometimes they can also suffocate to death a mother-in-law who is obsessed with money . As a result, I didn't eat a single bite of the food on the table. I just took my coat and prepared to go to the store. As for my business store, there is no point in opening it in the early hours of the morning. There are no living people. At most, it only increases the probability of seeing ghosts. However, after calling Xiaoxiao, my heart became inexplicably anxious and my body began to move. You can't give up yet, you have to find a way. I can't just rely on Xiaoxiao's understanding to get by. When I was getting ready to go home, there was suddenly a knock on the door. Curious, I went over to open the door and found Wang Ermazi standing there with a smile. And this guy glanced at me, then jumped over me and saw the food that was basically untouched on the small table. His eyes lit up and he said, "Hey Brother Jun, are you eating? Can you take me with you?" "I've finished eating. You can eat what you want." "Okay, okay! Ouch, I'm starving!" Wang Ermazi was not polite and ran straight into the room, sat down in front of the small table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating. I looked at Wang Ermazi, took out a cigarette, lit it slowly for myself, took a deep breath, and said, "Why haven't you eaten?" Wang Er's mouth was stuffed with rice and he hesitated, "Who said I didn't eat? I did." "Then you're still eating like the reincarnation of a starving ghost." Wang Ermazi swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile, "Brother Jun, you don't understand. You can never eat too much in the morning. No, it wasn't long after I finished eating that I was hungry again." " I rolled my eyes and couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this kid. I know that Wang Er Mazi is not bad in nature, but how can I put it, he is too messed up. This may have something to do with the fact that he has been playing with a group of gangsters since he was a child. This kid has a cheerful personality and is familiar with others, but he has no way of speaking and always likes to exaggerate. I admire Wang Ermazi's intelligence gathering ability. Without this guy, I wouldn't have any private work to do. However, I don't really like this guy's character, especially his chaotic vibe. I smoked a cigarette and waited for him to finish. After I finished smoking and waited for a while, Wang Er Mazi also finished eating. "Brother Jun, let me wash the dishes for you." "No, let's go." "Oh, okay." After going out, Wang Ermazi suddenly said, "Brother Jun, I will help you pay more attention during this time. Don't worry, if you look for private work like this, you won't be afraid of it." "...?" I looked at him in confusion, not knowing why he suddenly mentioned this to me. "Brother Jun, we are all men, I understand you." Seeing Wang Ermazi pat my shoulder with great understanding, I couldn't help but curiously said, "What do you know?" "...You were probably on the phone with my sister-in-law just now." "Did you hear that?" Wang Erpazi laughed shamelessly. "I heard a little bit, and then I couldn't help but listen to the whole thing." The sound insulation effect of my house has never been very good. After all, it is a very cheap and shabby apartment. Shaking my head, I didn't bother to argue with him and headed to the store together. On the way, Wang Ermazi explained the purpose of his visit - he asked me about the specific remuneration and the type of work I wanted for private work. In fact, this aspect of private work essentially involves dealing with dead people, so there is no difference in type. However, it is possible to avoid those things that are too evil by stating some conditions. I told Wang Er Mazi a few things and told him that when accepting private jobs, remember to avoid private jobs that contain the characteristics I mentioned. Wang Ermazi doesn't talk nonsense to me either. Regarding monsters and monsters, I can feel that this kid trusts me very much. But most likely it is because of the relationship between my father and grandfather. I am not an underground burial master, but this guy still seems to regard me as an underground burial master. When we arrived at the store, it was just as I expected. There were no customers, not even a fly. Let’s just say, I was so depressed that I even thought about disguising this nonsense and opening a grocery store part-time or something. Comprehensive and multi-functional stores can theoretically attract more customers. I think the method is really good. However, this method has a fatal flaw for me - it requires money. I have to have the capital to support my purchase, and I have to bear the risk of not being able to sell it. Money, money, money, everything needs money. I feel like my head is getting bigger. The money earned from the Hong family's private work this time has to be spent wisely, and it is simply not enough to fill the gap between teeth. "Old ancestors, if you have spirits in heaven, please help me find a way to make money. This is related to whether the descendants of our Zhang family can continue. I think it is very important." I sat alone on the bar, holding my chin and staring at the ceiling. I was extremely bored and started chatting with my ancestors. "If you don't help me, then if our Zhang family is extinct, don't blame me." The room was silent and there was no reaction. I sighed softly and said, "Is it your acquiescence if you don't respond? Then you mean that it's okay for our Zhang family to be the last one? Okay, I'll just assume that you already know." However, just as he finished saying this sentence, there was a sudden "pop" and a crisp sound came from the side. I was startled, and quickly turned my head to look, and found that the bowl and plate with fruits placed in front of my ancestor's coffin had fallen down, and was smashed to pieces. I hurriedly walked over to check and found that the fruit on the plate was juicy and not rotten at all. Suddenly, I felt a chill on the back of my head. These oranges, grapes, apples... and other fruits were all put here by me a week ago. Logically speaking, the ancestor's coffin shouldn't have the function of a refrigerator, right? Even if you have it, it is normal for the fruit to be rotten to some extent after a week. How could it be so juicy? What’s even more incredible is that I placed the coffin deep in the coffin and placed a wooden fence made of sandalwood around it. In other words, unless someone picks up the plate by hand and throws it to the ground, there is no way the plate will fall. I stared at the smashed plate silently, and a very "friendly" picture floated in my mind. I seem to be able to vaguely see the image of a group of old men and women just throwing their plates on the ground in anger... "Why is this little brat so unambitious! If he dares to cut off the heir, and our Zhang family will have no descendants, I will beat his ass!" ——Maybe he is still saying something like this. I shook my head, sighed, went to the side and took the broom and cleaned it up. "I'm sorry, ancestor, just pretend I didn't say it. I will try my best to leave a descendant for our Zhang family. Is that okay?" Seeing the silence in the room, I could only smile bitterly. "But...if there is no other way out, I will take up the profession of underground burial master left by your ancestors. I hope you can understand and protect me..." I smiled bitterly, then lowered my head deeply, cleaned the floor in front of the coffin, and went back to lie down in front of the bar again. As time went on, I felt sleepy. I struggled a few times at first, but then I didn't wait for the guests, so I just obeyed my desire to sleep and fell into a drowsy sleep. While sleeping, I vaguely heard conversations, and even saw a harmonious scene. I think it must be another dream. I have been having dreams recently, and each dream is more bizarre than the last. For example, this time, I saw a group of people in my empty shop, including young people, old people, couples and children. And they were all talking, laughing, and choosing carefully in the shop. There were also a few old people sitting on the small table drinking tea and playing chess. I think this is a scene that you may never see in this white shop in your lifetime. I never thought there would be so many customers in Baishi's shop. Is it because I think about it day by day and dream about it at night? I was so eager for business that I had this dream. So, I simply picked up the product and recommended it to them. As a result, when I reached out and tried to pat an old man's shoulder, my hand went directly through his body. I was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, it seemed that everyone in the entire space who had just been chatting and laughing were also stunned .