Speaking to Auntie Xiang, she placed a torn newspaper in front of Si Qingming.
"You old woman, what are you telling this great immortal?"
Uncle Xiang hurriedly scolded his wife, how long has it been since then, and he still said that these parents were short-lived in front of the great immortal? The great immortal was an extraordinary and worldly master, but he actually listened to these things about the mother-in-law.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Aunt Xiang also felt that she was complaining for a moment, so she said this. In fact, after she said it, she felt that it was a bit inappropriate.
"Well, okay, I just need to know the birth date and horoscope!"
Si Qingying dropped the paper and nodded to the old couple.
"Okay, let's leave first!"
The old couple were also good at reading people's eyes. Looking at Si Qingying's behavior, they knew what it meant.
The two stood up and left.
After the two of them left, Si Qingying opened the tattered newspaper in his hand again and carefully memorized Liu Yuezhen's birth date.
The next day, when Si Qingying went out to eat noodles again, he saw Xiang Qiuping walking towards him from a distance. Liu Yuezhen was still wearing the same shroud and following him. They were probably used to it!
Si Qingying knew that the two of them must be accustomed to eating at that noodle shop, so he went in the opposite direction, found a noodle shop at random, and ate a bowl of noodles.
After eating the noodles, it was getting very late.
There were not many people on the street. After all, it was the Ghost Festival and it was almost evening. Normally, no one would come out and hang out.
Si Qingying looked around and wandered on the road, just wanting to know when this hell would open.
Where was the location? She was counting on her fingers on the road as she walked.
It was getting later and later, and there were basically no pedestrians on the road.
Si Qingying continued to walk forward, and a shop on the roadside was closing. When the door was just closed, the people inside saw Si Qingying still wandering outside, and the old woman inside opened the door again.
"Girl, today is Ghost Festival. It's already seven or eight o'clock. Go back quickly!"
The old woman stood in front of the door and shouted to Si Qingying.
Si Qingying nodded and thanked him, indicating that he would go back immediately.
When the old woman saw her like this, she had already reminded her that how she was doing had nothing to do with her.
Immediately the door was closed again.
Because it is a small town, the concrete floor on the ground is somewhat cracked, and the street lights overhead are also very dim, flickering on and off.
Si Qingying was still calculating, and finally reached the top of a small alley, and then estimated the location.
She couldn't help but sigh.
I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was only half past nine, and it was still several hours short of two in the morning.
Si Qingying went back to where she lived and rested for a few hours. At one o'clock in the morning, she walked near the alley.
Because that small alley was still some distance away from where she lived, and it would take about an hour to get there.
When I was almost there, I saw many little ghosts walking on the road.
She also saw a drunk man stumbling on the road being played by a group of brats.
(End of chapter)