After returning to Tao Wenguang's house, Zhang Qionian asked Lao Xian to check it carefully for him.
Tao Wenguang did want to establish a hall, but he was not going to be a horse hall.
Because one of Tao Wenguang's ancestors had succeeded in practicing cultivation in the underworld, and his ancestors knew that the couple had never had children because Yu Wenxiu was congenitally infertile, so they wanted to help him.
After all, we can't watch the old Tao family disappear in his generation.
So I wanted Tao Wenguang to worship him in the hall, and then help Yu Wenxiu cure his illness. In fact, he had given him several dreams before. But Tao Wenguang didn't take it seriously at all.
In a fit of anger, he approached Yu Chunmei, which revealed Yu Chunmei's previous serious illness.
After Cui Yang established a court for his family, it was not that the ancestors of the Tao family forgave them, but that Cui Yang got a few Japanese ghosts to suppress the ancestors of the Tao family.
Moreover, a Japanese ghost has been appointed as the leader of the church. You must know that the status of the worship hall is very strict. If you dare to challenge the leader of the church, it is treason.
Moreover, those Japanese ghosts are all desperadoes who have killed countless people. Even if they die, they are not comparable to ordinary ghosts. In this way, the Tao family ancestors could not resist and could only let the Japanese soldiers do whatever they wanted.
The reason why Yu Chunmei was able to find Zhang Qiaonian before was because the ancestors of the Tao family secretly helped and entangled the Japanese ghosts, which gave Yu Chunmei a chance to escape.
Zhang Qiaonian re-erected the hall entrance of Tao Wenguang's house and told him, "From now on, you must offer incense on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, offer a cup of water on the altar every day, and ask your wife to drink the water offered the previous day every morning. That's what your Tao family ancestors treated your daughter-in-law."
Yu Chunmei's soul also returned to her body with the help of Zhang Cheng, and she woke up at this time.
Yu Chunmei clearly remembered what happened during her coma, but Zhang Cheng told her not to tell anyone about it, not even Tao Wenguang.
Due to Yu Chunmei's previous experiences, he also knew that if he told Tao Wenguang, he would inevitably feel estranged, so he was prepared to keep this matter in his stomach.
Yu Chunmei was also happy to hear that she still had the chance to give birth to a son and a half daughter for Lao Tao's family.
In the end, Zhang Qiongnian and Zhang Cheng left with the overwhelming gratitude of Tao Wenguang and his wife.
Of course, Zhang Qiaonian has not forgotten the one thousand yuan. After all, this is the first time he has received so much money in such a long time. Although he has had income before, it was all about small matters such as marriage and career. , he just relied on the reward, which was basically thirty-twenty.
Zhang Qionian thought about his experience for such a long time. Basically, the people who come here have psychological problems, and there are only a few who are truly destined. They either send them away or persuade them.
There are only three people who really need his action. One is Zhao Fa from before, and Zhang Qionian didn't receive a penny that time.
The second one is a social eldest brother named Wang Zhiyong, but his matter is not finished yet.
The third thing is this time about Yu Chunmei, which is now considered to be a happy ending.
Thinking of this picture, Qiao Nian slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, why did you forget about Wang Zhiyong?"
Zhang Cheng looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you surprised?"
Zhang Qiongian shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something. When the bus arrives, you go back to the store first, and I'll go do some errands."
Zhang Cheng said with a smirk on his face, "What's going on? Now that you've made money, you want to vent? That's right. You're in your twenties now, so you should have some needs."
When I met Zhang Chenggang, I thought he was a pretty nice old man, but as time went by, I felt something was wrong. Sometimes this old man's thoughts were quite nasty, and he was a complete old pervert.
Zhang Qionian said speechlessly, "What are you thinking? I'm a serious person, okay? I want to ask Wang Zhiyong what's going on with that so-called mother."
"Wang Zhiyong? Is he that bastard from Sanhao Street?"
Zhang Qiongnian nodded, "I guess so. Why are you so excited?"
Zhang Cheng said, "It is said that Wang Zhiyong has dozens of people under his command. No one in Sanhao Street dares to mess with him. How do you know him?"
Zhang Qionnian said, "Last time he came with one of his younger brothers. His younger brother was unlucky. Every time he went out, everyone would be caught. Sometimes he even got the police to take him back and lock him up for a few days without even participating. His younger brother was very unlucky. The younger brother came to me to see what was going on, and then I said that his younger brother had seen some things accurately before, and I helped him break it down a bit. He might have thought that my calculations were quite accurate, so he wanted me to Help him take a look."
Zhang Cheng asked, "Who's responsible?"
Zhang Qionian said, "How did I feel that you were swearing?"
Zhang Cheng said, "Didn't you just say to ask what happened to his so-called mother? Doesn't that count as his mother?"
Zhang Qiaonian thought for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what Zhang Cheng said, and said, "That's probably what happened anyway. My old Xian'er didn't realize what the hell was going on. I want to go to that person's shop later." have a look."
Zhang Cheng said, "Then go ahead. That Wang Zhiyong is not easy to mess with. Help him look after things and pay attention to yourself. You must know what to say and what not to say."
Zhang Qiaonian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take a nap first. Call me when you get there."
Suddenly, Zhang Qiaonian felt that someone was calling him, "Qiao Nian, Qiao Nian, the leader of the church said that Wang Zhiyong's damn business is a bit revealing."
Zhang Qionian opened his eyes and saw Huang Kuaipao standing in front of him.
"Am I not on the bus?"
Huang Kuaipan said, "This is in your dream. You are about to arrive at the station. To make a long story short, Wang Zhiyong came here to collect debts from his mother in his life. After collecting the debts, his mother will die. As for how his mother did it?" I can't find the record of the reincarnation, so go ask his mother and see if you can find out."
Zhang Qionian asked, "So that noodle shop owner is really the reincarnation of Wang Zhiyong?"
Huang Kuaipan nodded and said, "Based on my observations in the past few days, he does have a problem, but there is no information about him below. I can only ask if you can find out anything useful."
As soon as Huang Kuaipan finished speaking, Zhang Cheng's voice rang in Zhang Qiaonian's ears: "Wake up, why is your child sleeping so deeply? How old are you?"
Zhang Qionian rubbed his eyes and said, "I had a dream. You go back to the store first. I'll go take a look and then go back."
After the two separated, Zhang Qionian took a taxi and headed to the noodle shop.
Along the way, Zhang Qionian kept thinking about what Wang Zhiyong had said to him before.
That day, after Zhang Qionian showed Wang Zhiyong's men the show, the two of them left.
It didn't take long for Wang Zhiyong to come back on his own.
When Zhang Qionian was still wondering what he was doing back, Wang Zhiyong spoke.
"Little brother, do you think there is really such a thing as reincarnation?"
Zhang Qionnian nodded and said, "Although I haven't been around for a long time, I have seen ghosts. I also know two people who are accumulating merit and waiting for their merit to be reincarnated. So the idea of reincarnation should be there." .What's wrong?"
Wang Zhiyong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what he said.
"Then can you help me investigate someone?"
Zhang Qiaonian was a little confused when he heard this, "Brother, I am a disciple who looks after people's affairs. If you want to investigate people, should you hire a private detective?"
Wang Zhiyong said, "Private detectives can't take this job, let me tell you this. A few days ago, I went to a noodle shop to eat noodles and met a person. The person looked at me very much like my mother, and the noodles he made were... It tastes exactly like my mother. I'm like asking you to help me find out if that person is the reincarnation of my mother."
Zhang Qiongnian asked, "This should be a coincidence. Even if he is really your mother's reincarnation, a bowl of Meng Po soup will completely forget the past. How could she remember the past? Besides, what if he is really your mother? How difficult is it? How can you still hold his thigh and call mom?"
Wang Zhiyong said, "Don't worry about this. As long as you help me investigate, I will never treat you badly. I guarantee that you can walk sideways on this street in the future, and I will give you another 5,000 yuan for your hard work afterwards."
Zhang Qiaonian was tempted when he heard the five thousand yuan, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not a crab, why do I have to walk sideways? But since you are so sincere, let me ask for you."
Wang Zhiyong left with a lot of gratitude. When he left, he said to Zhang Qionian, "My name is Wang Zhiyong. From now on, anyone who dares to offend you on this street will tell me my name."
Initially, Zhang Qiaonian didn't pay much attention to his words, but after Zhang Cheng mentioned it just now, he realized that Wang Zhiyong was so famous.
Not long after, the taxi stopped in front of a shop called "Jiawei Noodle House".
There was no one in the store when Zhang Qionian entered. There was only a man in his twenties sitting bored at the bar. When Zhang Qionian came in, he stood up and asked, "Hello, what would you like to eat?"
Zhang Qionian looked at the menu on the wall and said, "A bowl of hot noodle soup, and a plate of mixed chicken rack."
"good."
Then the man turned around and entered the kitchen. Through the door curtain, Zhang Qiaonian saw another person wearing this apron, who was concentrating on rolling noodles.
Not long after, a steaming bowl of noodles and a plate of chicken racks were served.
The weather is now close to late autumn, and the weather is a little cooler at night. After a mouthful of hot noodles, a warmth rises from the stomach, which is indescribably comfortable.
But Zhang Qionian clearly felt that this bowl of noodles was somewhat different from the ones he had eaten before.
Because this bowl of noodles lacks the smokey flavor of the ones made in restaurants, but it has an indescribable taste.
This was something Zhang Qionian had never tasted before, but that taste made him feel inexplicably at ease.
This special taste made him forget the purpose of coming here for a moment. When he was about to finish eating, Zhang Qionian remembered that he came here to ask Wang Zhiyong whether the boss here was the reincarnation of his mother.
Thinking of this picture, Qiao Nian glanced at the boss, who was also looking at him at this time.
The two looked at each other, and Zhang Qionian looked away almost subconsciously.
The boss smiled and said, "Young man, how does it taste?"
Zhang Qionian said, "The taste is indeed different from what I have eaten before. Can I ask how it is made?"
The boss said, "It's all common practice. There's nothing worth saying."
Just these two sentences made Zhang Qionian feel that something was wrong with this person.
This boss is only four or five years older than Zhang Qiaonian, but he sounds like a young man, and when he speaks, his manner and tone are like that of an old lady in her seventies or eighties.
Zhang Qionian asked, "Boss, what do you call me?"
The boss smiled and said, "Call me Sun Yi."
"Aunt Sun?"
"The grandson of Sun Wukong, the ceremonial instrument."
Zhang Qionian said, "Then I'll call you Brother Sun."
Sun Yi waved her hand, "Just call me Sun Yi."
Seeing him like this, Zhang Qionian silently shouted in his heart, "Huang, run, Huang, run."
Huang Kuaipan immediately replied, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Qionian asked, "This Sun Yi's tone and posture are like an old lady, but what should I do if he just doesn't follow the path?"
Huang quickly said, "Look at him again."
