"You two brats are almost putting your eyes on me!"
Uncle Jiu looked at the two people who were staring at his niece and scolded them in a low voice, saying it was really shameful.
Zhong Bang and Zeng Cheng then withdrew their eyes in disappointment. Although they had seen many beauties on TV, they were all on TV.
And now she appears right in front of me, with such long legs, such skin, and such a figure. If she were to dress up and wear hot clothes, wow, she would be the favorite of old drivers.
The two of them walked from the port to the store entrance without taking their eyes off each other. It was not until Uncle Jiu scolded them that they reluctantly withdrew their gazes.
"Is the journey okay?"
"It's okay, Uncle Master."
A-Lian was a little reserved at first, and a little scared looking at the majestic Uncle Jiu, but she soon became familiar with him. "My father sent me on the boat. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable at the beginning, it was pretty good."
"Well, that's good. Girls like you should go out more and see the world. You can go to school, dress fashionably, and dress up. Remember not to believe what boys say. They are all lies."
Uncle Jiu started his usual nagging, but A-Lian felt particularly friendly and responded with a smile, "I know, Uncle Master."
The master's uncle really looks like his mother, but not like his father. His father is busy all day long and rarely speaks.
"Just call me uncle..."
"How is Junior Brother Qianhe doing lately? Well, come to think of it, I haven't seen him for almost ten years."
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, time really flies like flowing water. Qianhe defected to the Pseudo-Qing Dynasty in the past, hoping to make a name for himself and get an official position, but ended up transporting a royal zombie.
Thunder rumbled in the sky and almost killed the zombie. Fortunately, Simu arrived in time and the silver-armored corpse of the young disciple Russell was still there. Together with the big monk Yixiu, the two of them and the corpse killed the royal zombie in an instant.
After that battle, Qianzuru became depressed and seemed disheartened. He returned to his hometown to stay with his wife and daughter.
Uncle Jiu also gave him a large piece of Zhengtian stone. He probably won't be poor, and with the help of Maoshan, his life should be pretty good.
"Speaking of this matter, it was quite a joke back then."
When this was mentioned, A-Lian couldn't help but start to chatter, "Dad missed you a while ago and said that you were a sly old fool. You just threw away the burden of Maoshan and ran away, which made the master very angry. He threatened to wait for your soul to return to the body and then whip you with a whip."
"cough!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but cough. He was not being cunning. He was just thinking about his master. A good leader should just be a good leader. Why did he want to be lazy every day
hey-hey.
"Father went to look for it some time ago and went to Gantian Town. He found your grave. He was so scared that he cried for a long time. Finally, Uncle Simu said it was fake. Father slapped his thigh so hard that it was broken."
When A-Lian talked about this, she couldn't stop covering her mouth with her hands and laughing. Mao Xiaofang's tomb made her father cry so miserably.
Turned out it was fake, and my thigh was almost broken.
Uncle Jiu was also very embarrassed. It was just a casual thought at the time, but he didn't expect that he would end up hurting his own junior fellow apprentice.
"Later, I met Uncle Simu, and my father learned that you were trying to make a living in Hong Kong, and that’s when he wrote to me."
"Yes, I understand."
Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "You can live here first and see if you have the opportunity to go to school, broaden your horizons, and see more of the outside world."
"Uncle, I'm actually here to look for a job..."
"What nonsense! Do I, Lin Jiu, need your money? Study hard!"
Uncle Jiu frowned, and A-Lian didn't dare to talk back. He turned his head and looked at Zhong Bang, "A-Lian is new here, you should find a way to get her a household registration, contact the nearby schools, and let her go to school well."
"Master." Zhong Bang looked embarrassed. "It's easy to get a household registration, but A-Lian is almost an adult now. If she goes to junior high school or elementary school again, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."
It was too much for a grown girl to go to primary school. The looks from the kids were unbearable.
Uncle Jiu thought about it and said, "Forget it, just stay with me first, I will teach you how to read and write."
"That's great, uncle."
A-Lian was very happy. She could read a few words. She came to Hong Kong because she heard from girls in the same village that big cities were good and there were job opportunities. That was why she wanted to try her luck here, not just to go to school.
"Do you know Taoism?"
Facing Uncle Jiu's question, A Lian was silent for a while, "Uncle, I am a girl..."
The tradition has always been passed down from males to females.
"Chizuru, really!"
Uncle Jiu frowned, then sighed, "Forget it, forget it..."
If it were in the past, he would definitely scold Qianhe for being too rigid and an old-fashioned person, but now he has nothing to say.
These days, practicing Taoism is no longer popular and is not considered a good profession. There is no bright future for it. When he wanted to take in disciples, few were willing to do it, let alone now.
"I heard that they are cracking down on this and people are not allowed to believe in these things. Is everything okay, Junior Brother?"
"My father never shows it to outsiders. We are all family in this village. When they have headaches, fevers, or build houses, they all look to my father to check the feng shui and the auspicious date. Not many of them complain."
"That's good. That's good."
Uncle Jiu chatted with A Lian again. They hadn't seen each other for ten years. He really wanted to know about his junior brother. After all, in this world, he could only pay attention to these few close people.
Just then, an old lady walked in. It was Sanpo, a nearby neighbor. She was very old.
"Third Auntie, why are you here? Do you want a piece of paper money?"
This is an old acquaintance of the store. As he gets older, he has some memories and comes back to buy some things every once in a while. Not much, just some paper money.
“I want both.”
The third grandmother was obviously overjoyed. "My granddaughter Zhuzhu found a boyfriend outside and also found a good job. She called me and asked me to buy some good things to burn for her father to celebrate the occasion."
There are too many people now and the competition is too great. It is not easy to find an easy job.
Not to mention that my granddaughter has found a boyfriend, which is simply a great joy.
“This, this, this.”
With the help of Zeng Cheng, Grandma San happily selected paper products. She even picked out a color TV in particular, as this thing definitely didn't exist in the underworld, so she burned it for her son to broaden his horizons.
Looking at the happy Third Grandma, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel relieved, otherwise he remembered something.
"Abang, is the Ghost Festival coming soon?"
"Yes, Master, tonight."
"Then we need to prepare. I have a bad feeling about tonight. Maybe something big will happen."
"Master, don't worry. With my brother here, what are you afraid of?"
"He is a Yin God. Don't let him interfere in the affairs of the Yang world. It will bring karma to the world."
"I know..."
ps: Four thousand one hundred words today.