Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen put 20 yuan into his trouser pocket, took out the wooden figure, touched it, stuffed it back again, and then smiled at A Biao.

"My aunt's husband has found several concubines outside, and one of them is pregnant!"

A Biao's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Isn't it? Such a scumbag?"

Su Chen nodded with deep understanding.

He originally thought that the original owner was scumbag enough, but there was someone else.

Thinking about it, he stood up and said, "Brother Biao, I'm going to grandma's house."

Last night, after he carved out the little man, he smoothly introduced the soul on the paper man, always wanting to show Yingying a look.

"Go on, go on. I'll look after this stall for you. If someone comes, I'll call you."

"Eh."

When he arrived at grandma's house, Cai Zhengqing was still wearing a robe and ringing the bell and doing the exercises. He turned around and saw Su Chen. He paused for a moment, but soon started to walk the seven-star step again while thinking casually.

The psychological quality is quite strong.

Su Chen smiled and stepped forward.

When Zhang Qiang saw him, he was surprised and exchanged greetings: "Master is here?"

Liu Tao and Yu Dingqiang also said hello.

There was a sound of footsteps inside, and Lin Jingyu came out holding a bowl of sea food. As soon as he opened his mouth, food residue spurted out. He hurriedly covered his mouth and waited until the food in his mouth was swallowed before asking: "Why is it so early today?"

"Oh, I got up early."

After saying that, Su Chen walked inside and saw that the coffin had been removed and replaced by a jar of ashes.

Lin Jingyu explained: "The case is clear. Last night, I called my grandma to collect Yingying's body. We then sent it directly to the crematorium."

As he spoke, he sighed.

"Yingying is only 1.7 meters tall, but that's all in the end."

Su Chen said nothing, took out the small wooden figure and leaned it against the urn.

"What is this?" Lin Jingyu was confused.

"Yingying's child." Su Chen said as he looked at the urn, "I have to take him away in ten minutes. He can't stay with you longer."

The urn moved faintly a few times, as if in thanks.

Cai Zhengqing's eyes almost popped out of his head in horror.

Mom, please don’t come out to scare people again.

I don't want to see it!

Su Chen declined Lin Jingyu's invitation to have dinner, found a chair and sat down, took out the yellow paper and cinnabar pen he brought with him, and began to draw.

Cai Zhengqing: "..."

Are you here to cause trouble?

Absolutely!

Turning his head, Cai Zhengqing almost vomited out a mouthful of blood when he saw three apprentices gathered around to watch and beat gongs and drums.

The sound of gongs and drums was too loud, Su Chen frowned, and Zhang Qiang and others immediately left with understanding.

Lin Jingyu frowned as he watched from the side.

"Is this writing or painting?"

Ghostly drawings and ghostly drawings, I really can’t understand them.

Su Chen said nothing and drew ten pictures before stopping.

Then with his fingers flying, he quickly folded the talisman and put it into the cloth bag that originally contained yellow paper and cinnabar, and then stood up.

Lin Jingyu was stunned and asked quickly: "Eh? Brother, is this a peace charm?"

"Yeah." It was almost time. Su Chen took back the wooden figure and nodded to him.

There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year. He still had to buy a coat for Yueyue Acai, buy new year goods, and prepare a sum of money for his birthday, so he couldn't make money simply by fortune telling.

So on the way here, Su Chen thought about it and wanted to draw some talismans to sell.

He had thought about the price, and it was also 20 a piece.

Lin Jingyu hurriedly put down the bowl: "Hmm~" He tried hard to swallow the porridge in his mouth, "Brother, give me one... no, two."

As he said this, he hurriedly dug into his trouser pocket and only took out 10 yuan.

"Brother, wait a minute, I'll go home and get the money."

He rushed home, and soon he came over with a hundred dollar bill.

"Five. I just thought about it. Everyone in the family needs one. It's safer."

Su Chen looked at him carefully: "Are you sure?"

Grandma came out and laughed when she saw this.

"Master, it's okay. Ayu's family is rich, so that's enough."

Lin Jingyu nodded: "That's right, if money can buy peace, let alone 20, even one hundred thousand can be afforded."

Su Chen looked at him carefully.

Old coat, patched trousers...

Although I knew from looking at Lin Jingyu's face that he was from a good family, but Qian Qian said it so casually, he must be a wealthy person, right?

Thinking of Su Chen, he took out five peace charms and handed them to him.

"Hey, weren't the people from the Dark Horse Pool Hall arrested? Those people are gangsters. I was worried that my brother would be targeted recently. With this peace charm, I feel at ease."

Grandma smiled and nodded when she heard this: "Yes, yes, I have also heard about the billiard hall. It is said that it is related to that tiger. I heard that he has killed many people."

"So grandma, be careful when sailing a ten-thousand-year-old ship. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst."

With that said, Lin Jingyu returned happily holding the five talismans.

Seeing this, Su Chen warned: "Be careful not to get wet."

"Okay!"

He made a profit of 120 just after he came here, and Su Chen felt happy both physically and mentally.

But when I returned to the stall, I subconsciously wanted to touch the little book, only to find that Lin Jingyu hadn't come yet. I simply got up and went to the newsstand on the street to buy a daily newspaper, and then came back to read it carefully.

At this time, Chunming Street was gradually becoming lively. Many people who were rushing to work passed by. When they saw Su Chen's stall, they took a quick look and hurried over.

Lao Liao pushed the bicycle over, opened the lid and shouted: "They are selling steamed buns, and the steamed buns are ten cents each!"

Seeing A Biao coming out, Lao Liao smiled and said hello, and subconsciously glanced at Su Chen.

"Two steamed buns, please."

"Hey, okay."

Those who set up stalls on Chunming Street all run small businesses, and the products they sell are of high quality and low price. You can barely eat a full meal with a 10-cent steamed bun, and you can have a good meal with a 50-cent pot.

So much so that when passers-by took a look at the 20 sign in front of Su Chen, even if they were curious, they immediately lost interest.

I dare not ask!

Aunt Li, who sells paper-cuts, also came. After saying hello to Su Chen, she took out the scissors and started cutting. Occasionally, someone asked the price, but it was only 25 cents.

A Biao came back with a bowl of noodles, squatted next to Su Chen and started sucking it, while leaning over and taking a look at the daily newspaper.

"Farmers hope to produce more pesticides in small packages~" he read it again and muttered in disgust, "Are the small packages meant to make it easier for people to drink pesticides?"

Meeting Su Chen's eyes, A Biao raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me? Not many people drink pesticides these days?"

Su Chen thought for a moment, and finally found out from the memory of the original owner that a woman from Liangshan Town committed suicide by drinking pesticide, and shook his head.

A Biao sighed: "Hey, they say women can hold up half the sky, but in our Cuicheng City, the preference for sons over daughters is too serious. If you can't give birth to a son, you won't be able to hold your head up in your husband's family. If you give birth to a son, you have to do housework at home. Serving men is what my mother used to do. It was too hard. Fortunately, the old man drank himself to death, so we had a good life. "

Su Chen thought of the original owner's wife and remained silent.

Suddenly, A Biao asked quietly: "Brother, do you think I will meet a good match soon?"

Su Chen came back to his senses and nodded at him: "Want to get married?"

A Biao scratched his forehead: "What about that? I am already this age and have been a bachelor for so many years. Even if I get married, do you think I can have a child?"

Su Chen glanced at his face and saw that the palace of children was very full. He smiled and said, "How about we do the math?"

A Biao shook his head repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, as the old saying goes, this life is getting thinner and thinner. I'd better wait until something big happens."

Su Chen was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, A Biao seems to be quite sensible despite his rough appearance.

However, there is no saying that the fortune-telling skills of their Tianshi Mansion are getting weaker the more they tell fortunes, but if people rely on fortune-telling to do everything, it is putting the cart before the horse. Therefore, Su Chen generally does not recommend people to tell fortunes easily unless he knows that something will happen to them.

Thinking like this, there was a sudden noise from the other side of the street.

From far away, a familiar voice came.

"How dare you come after Zhao? Let me tell you, the divorce is finalized!"

A Biao was startled and stood up immediately: "Aunt Chun?!"