The guy had just wiped his nose, and now he was pulling my sleeve again, which made me feel sick. I quickly took my hand back and asked him: "Who are you?"
He winked his eyes, then raised his sleeves to wipe away the unshed tears, and said sadly: "Why, Mr. Li San didn't tell you about me?"
I shook my head. I had never seen this guy before and had no idea where he was from, but he kept talking about grandpa. Could it be that he knew grandpa?
"Oh, Master Li San didn't tell you about me, which makes my heart almost break." The guy raised his arm again and wiped the corners of his eyes.
He gave me goosebumps all over my body. If she were a beautiful woman, making such a plaintive gesture would definitely make people feel pity, but this guy is an old man in his fifties, and he looks so wretched. To do such a thing
This kind of look makes people have the urge to beat him up because it's so disgusting.
"Who are you?" I took a deep breath, resisted the urge to punch him in the face, and asked him.
Seemingly seeing that I was a little angry, the guy quickly said: "My name is Chen Yushu, the same Yushu as Yushu Linfeng."
When I heard what he said, I looked at him with wide eyes, and almost couldn't help but burst into laughter. I thought to myself, how could this guy have the courage to call him that name, and still be so beautiful?
On my body, this word has been stained in vain.
"Thirty years ago in Jishui, it was Li Sanye who saved my life. He opened this shop, and I have been working with him. Twenty years ago, Li Sanye left Jishui and said...
One day this shop will open again, just let me wait. I didn’t expect that I would have to wait for twenty years. How is Mr. Li San doing?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, but this time tears actually flowed out of his eyes.
After listening to what he said, I finally figured out what was going on. It turned out that he really knew my grandfather back then, and had stayed with him in this shop for ten years. He was the old man left behind by my grandfather, and he was one of my own.
And I kept staring at him while he was talking, and I could tell that he was not lying.
"Grandpa has passed away." I said softly.
Hearing my words, he was stunned for a moment, with a trace of sadness on his face, and said in a deep voice: "What, Mr. Li San has passed away!"
I nodded. He was stunned for a long time, with tears falling down his face. He sighed and said, "I never expected that a god-like person like Mr. Li San would die."
"Grandpa said that everyone will die, and he is the same. Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. He has no regrets." I said and opened the door and let him in.
Chen Yushu followed me inside and calmed down a little. He looked around the shop with a look of nostalgia on his face. He had been here with his grandfather for ten years and he must have missed that time very much.
I poured him a glass of water and hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to call him.
He glanced at me and said with a smile: "I was your grandfather's follower back then. Now that you are here, you are the boss here. If I continue to follow you, just call me Lao Tao."
I was a little surprised, because he seemed to want to stay here.
"Are you going to stay here?" I asked him.
He patted his shriveled chest and said matter-of-factly: "Of course, your grandfather saved me back then. I have been with Mr. Li for ten years. I know how to be grateful. Now that you are here, it's me."
You are your new boss, of course I will follow you."
I had a headache. I didn’t expect that I would have a follower when I first came to Jishui. This made it difficult for me to accept it. The most important thing is that this guy looks so wretched. When I saw his face, I
I feel the urge to punch.
"Well...my shop hasn't opened yet. If you follow me, I can't pay you a salary." I said a little embarrassed.
Grandpa has been practicing Feng Shui all his life and had a lot of savings. However, before he died, he donated all of it and left me only 100,000 yuan. Grandpa told me that I could not use that money because it would be contaminated by karma.
I don't have a job yet, and I don't know if this shop has a business. It's hard to feed myself. Now that this veteran is here, I will never be able to support him.
Unexpectedly, he smiled when he heard what I said, waved his hand and said: "Boss, don't worry, there is no salary or no salary, just follow you. You are the grandson of Mr. Li San. You have told me, an old man, to do everything in front and behind the horse."
No hesitation, besides, after so many years in Jishui, I have some savings."
I took another look at him. The Taoist robe on this guy was in tatters. It hadn’t been washed for I don’t know how many days. He didn’t look like a rich man. But my grandpa said that people should not be judged by their appearance. He followed him back then.
Grandpa, wearing a Taoist robe, maybe he is really capable and has made some money over the years.
"Do you also know Feng Shui?" I asked him.
As a result, a trace of embarrassment flashed across the old man's face and he said: "Boss, to tell you the truth, I don't know anything about that stuff. I originally wanted the third master to teach me, but he said that I was stained with too much red dust.
This thing has karmic consequences, so I didn’t teach it to me.”
"What are you wearing?" I was a little surprised. Why was this guy still wearing a Taoist robe since he didn't know anything?
"Hey, isn't this for living? Get a Taoist robe and wear it so that others can take a good look at it. To be honest, I have been doing live broadcasts for the past few years. I can scare people by just talking about Feng Shui knowledge.
There are quite a few people, including fans who bought the talisman with rewards." He said and laughed twice.
I couldn't help but look at him again. I know that online live broadcasts have become very popular in recent years. Those anchors just want to stir up the atmosphere and stir up the atmosphere. The shouts of family members and relatives can make fans rush to pay for it.
But I'm not interested in these things, because most of the things those anchors sell are of substandard quality, and they're all IQ tax.
I just didn’t expect that a seasoned Taoist like this could sell goods through a live broadcast. Wouldn’t he be afraid that people would vomit immediately after seeing him?
"Well, live streaming should be very profitable." I asked casually.
"It's not bad. I've made a little money from this stuff in the past few years and bought five houses in Jishui." Huang Hu said casually.
"Pfft!" After hearing his words, I couldn't bear it anymore and squirted out a mouthful of water.
I stared at him with wide eyes. I never would have imagined that this guy was actually a big man with five houses. You must know that Jishui is considered a third-tier city, and a house is simply astronomical for a poor person like me.
But this guy actually has five sets!
The most hateful thing is that he said this as if he didn't care, just like he said I went out and bought a pack of cigarettes today.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?" the old man asked me a little strangely.
I waved my hand, damn it, now I have nothing but this shop and 100,000 yuan. This guy has five houses. He called me boss. I felt like he was slapping me in the face.
"Boss, do you agree that I will live here from now on?" he then asked.
I waved my hand weakly. Anyway, there are three rooms above this shop, which are enough for people. He is my grandfather's old man, so he can live here if he wants.
"That old man, you just said you wouldn't be vague if I came to you for anything in the future, right?" I said to him.
When the old man heard what I said, he quickly puffed up his chest and said with a righteous face: "That's absolutely true. You will be my boss from now on. I will do whatever you ask me to do."
"That's good. Look, you have five houses and you don't live in them. Why don't you give me one?"
Old man: ".........."
Of course I don't want his house, I'm just joking with him to let this guy show off his house to me.
"Boss, since you are here, has Third Master told you about the rules of Linfeng Street?" the old Taoist asked me.
I frowned, but my grandpa didn’t say anything to me. He only said that he had a shop here. Seeing how sophisticated he was, I wondered in my heart, thinking, are there any rules here?
"I haven't said anything before, what are the rules?" I asked him.
"Oh, it's true, Third Master, you are his grandson, but I haven't even told you this. Fortunately, you still have me."
"The rules here are that on the first and fifteenth day of every month, you can't come out after twelve o'clock in the evening." Huang Hu lowered his voice and said.
"Why?" I asked him puzzled.
"Because this Linfeng Street is a yin road. Every night on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, the yin door opens wide, and countless ghosts will walk here."
