Chapter 333 Can you ask your ancestors to send us some money
Li Kangping stood eagerly at the door of Yang Fan’s house, waiting for the people she mentioned who would come to help with the work. He looked down at the time from time to time, and saw that there was still time. It was going to be nine o'clock in a few minutes, and he was a little confused.
Where did Yang Fan find the person? Didn't he say he would arrive on time at nine o'clock? Why haven't he seen him yet?
While he was wondering, several cars were driving towards Yang Fan's house in the distance. At nine o'clock, six cars stopped in front of Yang Fan's house.
Li Kangping looked at the cars in front of him, and then looked down at the time. It was exactly nine o'clock. Could it be that the people in these cars were the people Yang Fan said were here to help with the work.
When the car door opened, Li Kangping saw two or three people wearing Taoist robes getting out of each car. Everyone looked very mysterious and powerful.
Taoist? Are you here to talk to Yang Fan about the law? Not here to work? Li Kangping asked three questions in his mind, his expression a little confused.
"Are you here to see Yang Fan? She is traveling away from home today. She may have to..." Before Li Kangping could finish his words, one of the Taoist priests came forward and said to him with a smile.
"Are you Li Kangping? We are here to help Master Yang watch the orchard and sell fruits. Please take us with you. This is our first time working here."
Li Kangping: ……6
And it has to be Yang Fan. He called so many Taoist priests who look very powerful to help sell fruits. It’s amazing!
Yang Fan: Don’t do 6 basic things.
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The whole journey from Shangrao to Ganzhou is more than 500 kilometers, and it takes about five or six hours to drive.
The five or six hour journey was compressed by Yang Fan into less than three hours and they arrived. Han Musen drove behind them, and the car was no longer visible as they followed. Yang Fan and the others arrived at their destination. It's the county seat, and he's still on the highway.
Han Musen: ...Master, have you forgotten that I am following you?
Yang Fan really forgot. As soon as she drove on the highway, she was so happy that she forgot that there was Han Musen who didn't dare to drive too fast for fear of getting into trouble.
Yang Fan and the others first found a restaurant to eat, and while eating, they waited for Han Musen.
The restaurant they went to happened to be a small restaurant owned by Fu Cancan's uncle. At eleven o'clock, the restaurant was empty. Uncle Fu Cancan and his aunt were sitting in the store playing with their mobile phones.
Fu Cancan’s sudden arrival surprised and delighted the couple.
"Cancan, why didn't you tell your uncle that you came suddenly? Is he going to pick you up?" Fu Cancan's uncle Zhang Xingchang looked back and saw a group of very good-looking young people following her. But Fu Yonghui, his wife and children were nowhere to be seen.
He asked doubtfully, "Why didn't your parents and Yangyang come to play with you?"
Fu Cancan smiled and said, "I came here on a business trip with my boss. Yes, my parents and Yangyang are both at home. They are busy at home now. I can’t leave, and they will come back to see you during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”
My sister’s family has developed, and Zhang Xingchang and his wife are also aware of it. They are really happy for them. After so many years, they finally get through it. Get ahead.
Zhang Xingchang said: "They don't have to come back because they are busy. It costs a lot of money to run around and it also delays things at home."
Aunt Feng Lan: "That's right, everyone has a holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival. There will definitely be more people going to your village to play, which will delay your parents' earning money."
"This is not up to me." Fu Can Chan shrugged helplessly.
Her parents always go back to her parents' home during the holidays.
"Uncle, is there any room in the box available?" Fu Cancan turned sideways, revealing a few people behind him, "We are a little hungry and want to eat something."
Them I was so excited that I forgot about the guests behind me. It is said that there is a master who can pinch and calculate among them!
Zhang Xingchang hurriedly greeted the people upstairs, "Yes, yes, there is an empty box on the second floor. I will take you up."
Feng Lan hurriedly went to make tea. As she walked to the kitchen, she couldn't help but look away. Looking at Tang Yuanyuan at the back, is that boy holding something in his hand? Why do you walk so strangely?
Tang Yuanyuan was holding the cream cake in his hand, which they couldn't see. Yang Fan and the others chose a relatively large room and sat down in a box next to the street. There were exactly eight seats for seven people and a small white tiger.
Tang Yuanyuan walked into the room, looked around, and finally placed the cake on the cabinet next to the door.
After Fu Cancan sat down, he introduced them to each other one by one.
When he found out that except for his niece and another girl, the others at the table were all Taoist masters, Zhang Xingchang showed an expression of disbelief. Are all the Taoists nowadays so good-looking?
There were only two dry old men at the Taoist temple near them.
Zhang Xingchang thought, if their Taoist temple also had such a good-looking Taoist priest, the Taoist temple would certainly not be so defeated.
However, his niece was with such a Taoist priest, which made Zhang Xingchang a little worried, "Cancan, you are not planning to become a monk, are you?"
Fu Cancan took two seconds to realize what her uncle meant, and explained with a smile, "I don't want to become a monk."
It's better not to become a monk. Five out of seven people are Taoist priests. , he was afraid that his niece would become a monk because of her unhappy marriage.
Suddenly he was poked hard on the back, and then Feng Lan's angry voice sounded, "What nonsense are you talking about."
That's what this person is, talk a little bit Speaking like this in front of so many people without thinking, if this makes people think too much, how can that person Cancan get along with them, Feng Lan complained crazily in his heart.
Zhang Xingchang realized later that he had said the wrong thing and apologized quickly.
Yang Fan and the others all smiled and said it didn't matter.
Fu Cancan took the teapot from Feng Lan's hand and poured them a cup of tea one by one.
After pouring the teapot, Feng Lan handed them the menu while taking the teapot, turned around and put the teapot on the cabinet at the door.
"Hey, aunt, don't put it there, there is something there!"
Tang Yuanyuan saw Feng Lan's movements and hurriedly picked up the cake and placed it in the middle of the dining table.
Feng Lan and Zhang Xingchang watched in astonishment as he put something on the dining table as if he had taken something from here. The couple looked at the dining table with nothing on it except tableware and looked at each other.
Did you take something with you?
Tang Yuanyuan took the initiative to explain, "This is a cake, we want to send it to someone else."
Cake? A cake that looks like the Emperor’s New Clothes?
The expressions of the couple became even more confused.
Yang Fan explained the origin of the cake to them in a few words, and then drew a talisman to let them see the cake.
Seeing a cream cake appear out of thin air on the dining table, the couple's eyes widened and they learned a lot.
In the past, they only knew that living people could burn things for ghosts, but they didn’t expect that ghosts would want to send things back from the underworld.
A ridiculous idea popped into Zhang Xingchang's mind uncontrollably, "Can you ask the underground ancestors to send some of their money to us for use?"
Yang Fan and others: ...good idea.