The sweet mourning beauty and the King of Hell are killing each other like crazy in the world

Chapter 18: Catching ghosts with a fishing line.

This is the first time that I have experienced such suffering when an outsider falls ill.

But he never responded.

The waiting was excruciating. I couldn’t even scroll through Douyin, so I simply took out the red rope and braided it on the cinnabar.

Fortunately, I earned 10 yuan in the morning, so I don’t need to use the 100 million yuan for the time being.

"Gulu..." My stomach began to growl.

Gu Yichen hasn't come back yet. I couldn't bear to eat donkey meat and roasted haggis soup. I picked up my phone and walked out of the store after picking at my fingernails.

I stood at the door of the store, stretched out, looked around, and saw steaming steam coming from Uncle Zhang's bun shop. I closed the door and unlocked it.

After all, it was only five or six stores away, so I bought steamed buns and took them back to my own store to eat.

I walked quickly to the bun shop, looking back at the door of my shop from time to time as I walked.

"Aunt Zhang, bring me three fennel buns, two fried dough sticks, and a cup of soy milk." I shouted to Aunt Zhang who was walking out with a small bamboo basket.

"Okay, Momo, let me tell you, you kid, you eat a lot every day, why are you still so thin? You're not putting on any weight, you just told me." Aunt Zhang is famous for chatting on this street.

"It's six yuan in total, right, Aunt Zhang?" I opened WeChat and scanned it, preparing to pay with one hand, and picking up the buns and stuff from Aunt Zhang with the other hand.

"Ding dong, WeChat accepts six yuan." The small speaker on the table rang.

"Hey, let me tell you, Momo, how is your grandma? When can she come back?" Aunt Zhang hung the plastic bags of steamed buns and fried dough sticks and soy milk on my hand.

"Why are you talking so much? If you have the time, keep an eye on people with bad faces, so you don't make further miscalculations!" Uncle Zhang shouted to Aunt Zhang.

What I heard was true. Several people inside and outside the house choked. They picked up the bowl and poured soy milk into the buns.

I looked at Aunt Zhang in confusion.

Aunt Zhang sighed, quickly took my hand and said, "Momo, I asked you if your grandma is back, because I want to find..."

Aunt Zhang paused, then took my hand and walked to the warehouse in the kitchen, "Old man, please look after the front first, and I'll say a few words to Momo."

After entering the warehouse, Aunt Zhang explained to me exactly what was going on.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang were very busy because they were doing breakfast business, steaming buns, frying fried dough sticks, and soy milk and tofu, so they had to do a lot of preliminary preparations.

The two of them have to get up at around three o'clock every day to make noodles, make a fire, stuffing buns and so on.

After five o'clock, the steamed buns can be steamed, and the fried dough sticks can also be fried.

After 05:30, customers started to come to buy.

Since more than half a month ago, Uncle Zhang had just steamed the steamed buns every day, and after frying two or three fried dough sticks, a young woman came to buy the dough sticks.

And every time I buy two fennel buns, a cup of soy milk, and two fried dough sticks.

A total of six yuan, always in cash, five yuan a piece and one yuan a piece.

Customers come to buy things early every day, and Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang are very happy.

But strangely, the daily income is missing six yuan.

It doesn’t matter if it’s less for one day, but for more than 20 days in a row, it’s less every day.

At first, Uncle Zhang thought that his youngest son was stealing Le family's money, so he didn't take it seriously. He just thought about catching him personally one day and giving him a good beating so that he would remember it.

However, last week, when Aunt Zhang checked the accounts at night, she found that in addition to money, there was some ashes from burned paper in the iron box containing the money.For a week, they were very worried, fearing that they had encountered something dirty, but they were not sure whether the woman was dirty, they were just suspicious.

I originally wanted to see my grandma, but she never came back. They didn’t have much money and couldn’t afford to hire those masters from outside.

Today, I happened to come to buy steamed buns, and Aunt Zhang pulled me and asked me to think of a solution, but they couldn't afford much money. With three children in school, life was hard to come by.

I quickly said, "It doesn't matter how much money you have. The key problem is that I have never encountered this kind of thing. I have to go back and check the books left by grandma. I will come back to you when I find a solution."

Aunt Zhang is a nice person, and she treats my grandma and I quite well. She had a lot of contacts with her in the past. After my grandma was hospitalized, she listened to her younger aunt talk about her and went to the hospital to see her.

"It's okay, Momo, it doesn't matter if you can't find it. You're still young, and I don't want to embarrass you."

"Okay, auntie, I'll go back and look for it first. If I have any news, I'll come to you in the afternoon." I carried the breakfast back to the paper shop.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Gu Yichen sitting on the chair where I usually sit, leaning on the counter to pull up his mobile phone in the same posture as me.

"You went to buy breakfast? I asked why no one was there and the door was open." He stood up and moved to the side, motioning for me to sit down.

I took a bite of the bun, poked the straw into the soy milk, and took a big sip, "Yeah, brother Yi Chen, I have something to ask you."

"Say," he handed me a long piece of donkey meat to be roasted, "I bought three, but I didn't buy the haggis soup."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll eat donkey meat on fire first." I put down the buns and put them in a plastic bag. I planned to heat them up at noon and eat them first.

I picked up the donkey meat and grilled it, took a bite, it was crispy, fragrant and soft, "Yeah, delicious. Just now I went to buy steamed buns, and Aunt Zhang said that the money she received recently was six yuan less every day, and she always found it in the money box. Burn the paper to ashes.”

"Then what?" Gu Yichen asked me while looking at his phone.

"Then, Aunt Zhang and the others suspected that it was given by a young woman. That woman goes to buy steamed buns and fried dough sticks every morning at around five o'clock. Is there any way to confirm whether it is her?" I took another big bite, what? Nothing can stop me from eating donkey meat and burning it.

"1000 meters of black fishing line. Buy a few more and tie a fishhook on it. If that woman goes there again tomorrow, hang the fishhook on her clothes and put out the line." Gu Yichen looked at me devouring the food, with a look of unbearable expression on his face. Always smile.

"Then, follow the line?" I didn't know what to do next.

"No, wait until they close the stall and call you, and I'll go and see it with you."

"Well, okay, I'll go tell Aunt Zhang right away and ask her to close the stall and buy fishing lines and hooks."

"Well, let's go."

I finished eating in two or three bites, wiped my mouth, washed my face again, and then walked to the bun shop.

After explaining the matter clearly to Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang said that she would buy it right away.

On the way back, I received a voice call from the elder sister in the morning, asking me if the child could watch it because he was scared. Of course I said yes, because Gu Yichen was in the store, so there was no need to use it.

The eldest sister asked me if I were in the store, I would ask the parents to carry the children over to learn.

He also said it would be there in 10 minutes.

I quickly ran back to the store and waited.

As soon as I sat down next to Gu Yichen, before I could catch my breath or tell Gu Yichen about it, I saw a black BMW parked at the door.

I quickly told Gu Yichen, "Brother Yichen, here is a scared child, here to be scared. Do you want to avoid it?"

"Okay." Gu Yichen hid in the back bedroom.

(End of this chapter)