Chapter Seventeen: An Amulet for Granny Xu

r with a puzzled expression, not understanding what was going on.At this moment, the throng of ghosts blocked behind the palanquin suddenly began to stir."No, how do I get out of here!""I can't get ou...At dinner, Grandma Xu came to call Yang Fan to eat with her again.

After dinner, Grandpa Li went to wash the dishes, Yang Fan helped sweep the floor, Grandma Xu sat on the sofa and rested. She asked him, "Yang Fan, what kind of job did you find on the street"

Yang Fan replied, "Setting up a stall to tell fortunes."

Grandma Xu: "What"

Yang Fan said again, "Selling divination and talismans counts as a skill. I've learned some techniques and can make money from it."

Grandma Xu reacted for a moment before she knew what she was talking about.

Last time she thought her telling her about the fortune teller's stall was a joke, but it turned out to be true.

"Yang Fan, you mustn't do those deceptive things," Grandma Xu said with worry creasing her brows, "Now doing this will get you arrested."

"Why don't you change jobs I'll ask Uncle Wenlin to find you a good job in town."

Yang Fan wiped the table clean and pulled over a stool to sit beside Grandma Xu. "Don't worry," he said, "I made all of this stuff myself."

Grandma Xu beamed, “Then calculate one for me… um… Calculate when I can hold my great-grandson.”

Even her eldest grandson is almost thirty years old, but Granny Xu still thinks every day about when she'll be able to hold a great-grandchild.

Yang Fan looked at Grandma Xu, pretending to pinch her fingers and count. After a few seconds, she said to Grandma Xu,

"By the end of this year, you'll be able to hold your great-grandson."

Hearing this, Grandma Xu was so happy she could hardly close her mouth. “That’s wonderful! Grandma will hold my great-grandson by the end of the year.”

Whether it's true or not, she seemed happy when she heard that she could hold her great-grandchild by the end of the year.

Grandma Xu was so happy her mouth couldn't close, "That's great, that's great! Grandma will be able to hold the great-grandson by the end of the year."

Her laughter was so loud that even Lao Li, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, came out curiously to ask her what she was laughing at and why she was so happy.

Grandma Xu told Grandpa Li everything they had just said.

Hearing that he might be able to hold his grandson by the end of the year, Grandpa Li was also very happy. “Yang Fan, if I have a grandson by the end of the year, I’ll give you a big red envelope!”

Both elderly people apparently took her words as a lucky saying and didn't take them seriously.

Yang Fan didn't mind too much, she smiled and agreed, "Okay, then I'll be waiting for your big red envelopes."

Grandma Xu: "Okay, I'll definitely pack a big one for you."

"Good."

Yang Fan took out the peace talisman from his pocket and placed it in Granny Xu's hand. "This is a peace talisman that I drew. When you sleep, put it between your and Grandpa's pillows."

"Guaranteed to give your second child a sound sleep!"

Grandpa Li has a herniated disc in his lumbar spine, and Grandma Xu has severe arthritis. The two elderly people often suffer from pain at night and can't sleep well.

Without saying whether this symbol was true or false, Grandma Xu was very satisfied with her thoughtfulness.

She patted Yang Fan's hand, her wrinkled face filled with kindness, "Good child."

Yang Fan took out the cash she had exchanged from the supermarket. She handed 2,000 yuan to Grandma Xu and said, "Grandma Xu, I can't cook, and I might have to bother you often in the future. Consider this 2,000 yuan as my one month's food expenses."

She comes over every day to eat and drink for free, without giving any money. She feels guilty about it.

Grandma Xu stuffed the money back into her hand and said with a frown, "If you want to do this to me, I won't be happy!"

"Just because it's an extra pair of chopsticks, what are you going to pay with Take it back quickly!"

Yang Fan explained, "You have to pay for groceries too, right I can at least chip in for some ingredients."

How much food can you eat Hurry up and collect the money!

"Grandma Xu: We're so happy you're willing to eat with us, two old folks. We don't want your money at all."

"That's right, we don't need your money here," said Grandpa Li after washing the dishes, "We would be delighted if you came over every day to eat with us."

Since the children are not at home, the elderly couple inevitably feel lonely.

Now that there's one more person at the table, it feels livelier. They are already very happy.

So they resolutely refused Yang Fan's money!

Yang Fan's money was forcefully pushed back.

Seeing that the two elderly people were being adamant, she didn't bring up the matter again.

Yang Fan and Grandma Xu took a stroll around the village, greeting all the other grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunts. They let everyone know she was back.

I sent Grandma Xu home, and it was almost dark.

Yang Fan returned home and first set up a formation in the courtyard. Then, he went into the express station to meditate and rest, waiting for nightfall.

As night fell, the originally quiet and tranquil underworld began to stir with excitement.

Gradually, ghosts gathered toward the underworld gate. Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishus were among the throng of specters.

At ten fifty-five in the evening, there were many ghosts waiting at the gates of hell for it to open.

Have you heard The new stationmaster at Huangquan Station is a tough guy!

"How come I didn't hear about this Last night, my second uncle went to pick up a package and saw the new stationmaster kill Wang Cheng and his ghosts with his own eyes!"

"That's so scary! Then, are you guys still going to pick up packages I don't even dare to anymore."

"What's there to be afraid of I'm not a demon, and I don't do bad things. What could I possibly fear" the ghost said, "Besides, I'm not going for the delivery."

Yes, many of them are not going for the express delivery. They are going out to eat the fruits and vegetables in the village that have spiritual energy.

As long as the courier doesn't pick it up, they can keep going out three times with the same pick-up information.

Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi, the two ghosts going to work, stood in the middle of the other ghosts, listening to the discussions around them. Their expressions were quite subtle.

Hee hee, hope you won't want to cry and run home to mommy when you face that big boss.

It's 10:58, only two minutes left until the gates of hell open, and more and more ghosts are gathering at the entrance.

At that moment, there were cries of surprise from the ghosts coming from the back door.

"The black abyss has arrived!"

"Get out of the way, Black Shade is here!"

"Blackwing! How did he get here!"

The ghosts hurriedly moved to both sides, and in an instant, the middle position was completely empty. Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu, two ghosts, were squeezed to the back.

In the black mist, a sedan chair gradually appeared in the sight of the ghosts.

It was a palanquin carried by eight men, a black one inside which sat a man in a blue robe. The sedan curtain concealed the man's face, but one could vaguely see his delicate chin.

Eight little ghosts carried the sedan chair to the front door. Just as they arrived, the underworld gate opened.

When the door opens, you can see the courtyard of Huangquan Station outside.

Once you pass through this gate of the underworld, you arrive at the Yellow Springs Station in the mortal realm.

Eight little ghosts carried a palanquin out, and the rest of the ghosts followed behind like a swarm.

Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu, two ghosts, wanted to squeeze forward. Liang Zishu was fine because she was an adult's size and could push forward a bit, but Jian Xiangdi, being a child-sized ghost, got completely swallowed by the crowd of other spirits and disappeared.

Liang Zishu shouted, "Get out of the way, let us go first, we'll get you the delivery once we're out!"

Unfortunately, everyone was eager to go out and nobody listened to her.uats cost almost one thousand yuan, while a can of loquat paste only sells for dozens of yuan. If they set the price too high, they definitely wouldn't sell it in this small town.Ge Junya's expression...