Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 115 - 21_5

Chapter 115: Chapter 21_5

Li Sanjiang’s attitude was softened by the thickness of the red envelope.

"Well... I can only have a look, really, if something does happen, I’m afraid it would be quite tough for me to do much. All I can do is to pray a little for you youngsters, provide some blessings and cleanse the Feng Shui."

"That would be great, just like that. As long as you can do this much, really, we’re very grateful."

In fact, these youngsters weren’t all that concerned about their elders’ wellbeing; what worried them was that once the older generation started having issues, it would be their turn next.

"You head back first, I need to get ready here, I’ll come over in the afternoon."

"Sure, sure, sure, Grandmaster, we’ll wait for you at home."

Once the other person had cycled into the distance, Li Sanjiang strolled down the paddy field path, unraveling the red envelope and confirming that each note inside was a big denomination. A smile couldn’t help but spread across his face.

Heh, this feeling of making a fortune early in the morning is truly wonderful.

Indeed, how could one always let themselves be stuck with crappy jobs?

Actually, as Liu Jinxia once said, deception is part and parcel of this line of work, often just putting on a show for the moment.

But you do have to choose your targets. Some folks are just full of crap, and hoodwinking them, taking their money is just that. Just consider it as helping them fend off disasters by losing wealth, it’s still a form of aid, isn’t it.

Returning home, Li Sanjiang didn’t really prepare for anything. Lying back on a rattan chair on the second-floor balcony, he turned on the radio, ready to nap until the afternoon before going out.

While adjusting his posture, he saw two children each lying on a sun lounger at the northeast corner, side by side.

Moreover, those loungers were made so that one lacked a right armrest and the other lacked a left armrest. Pushed together, they made a perfect pair, without any barrier between them.

"You stinky kid, sure know how to enjoy life."

Around noon, a teenager with his top off pushed a cart onto the dam; it was Run Sheng.

After accompanying Mr. Shan to get dentures and looking after his injury for a couple of days, using the money he previously made from the Niu family to buy a bunch of grain and oil, he was kicked out by Mr. Shan.

Aunt Liu courteously greeted him, "Run Sheng is here, huh? Hungry, aren’t you? We’ll be cooking in a bit, hehe."

Run Sheng nodded his head, "Starving, the day before yesterday my granddad wouldn’t let me eat, told me to save my stomach for coming here."

"That’s good, I’ve made a fresh batch of incense sticks, you can try them out at dinner, see if they’re up to snuff."

"Alright, I’ll be waiting."

Saying this, Run Sheng even wiped the corner of his mouth.

Li Sanjiang, overhearing the conversation from the second floor, was so annoyed he felt his teeth itch. He thought that old coot had forgotten about this but, turns out, he still drove his family’s mule over to graze at his place.

But the timing of his arrival was indeed perfect, he could actually have him push the cart to the Niu family in the afternoon.

The kid might eat a lot, but as long as you filled him up, he was more useful than an ox.

"Marquis Runsheng, you’re here."

Run Sheng looked up to Li Sanjiang above, nodding vigorously, "Yeah, I’m here, Grandmaster, I’ve missed you."

"Grandmaster has missed you too, good kid. In the afternoon, you’ll take Grandmaster to run an errand at the Niu family’s place."

"Sure thing, Grandmaster."

Li Zhiyuan heard the commotion and also heard what Grandmaster said, realizing that the old lady with the cat-face had probably finished the preliminary work.

"Brother Runsheng."

"Hey, Xiao Yuan."

Run Sheng gave Li Zhiyuan a simple greeting and then squatted in front of Aunt Liu’s batch of freshly aired incense; he was really too hungry to care about anything else.

Li Zhiyuan then walked up to Li Sanjiang, showing a sweet smile, "Grandmaster."

"Hmm, what’s up?"

"This afternoon I’d like to go to Shigang Town to buy some stationery."

"Alright, then come with Grandmaster in the afternoon."

Li Sanjiang readily agreed, feeling there was no danger on the side of the Bai family, especially since he had already killed off the Corpse with the Peach Wood Sword.

"Thank you, Grandmaster."

Li Zhiyuan stepped forward, hugged Li Sanjiang around the neck, pressing his face against his chest.

Li Sanjiang patted Li Zhiyuan’s head with a chuckle:

"Oh oh oh, hahaha, it’s nothing, whatever you want to buy Grandmaster will get it for you, Grandmaster is rich, very rich."

This intimacy from the younger generation was very pleasing to Li Sanjiang.

However, he had also carefully pondered over it and realized it wasn’t that he was fond of juniors in general, but rather that he was fond of Little Yuanhou.

Although the child wasn’t diligent in his studies, he was truly endearing.

After making arrangements with Grandmaster, Li Zhiyuan settled back into the armchair and continued reading.

While reading, he suddenly felt two hands slowly and awkwardly reach out, gradually wrapping around his neck, then a face pressing against his chest.

Li Zhiyuan immediately understood that Alii was imitating the affectionate gesture he had used earlier to please Grandmaster.

He soon noticed a hint of puzzlement in the girl’s eyes.

Li Zhiyuan understood and could only extend his hand to lightly pat the girl on the head:

"Whatever you want to buy, I’ll buy it for you, I have money, loads of it."

Pleased, the girl let go and resumed her previous position, her bright eyes, at least in this corner, outshining the proud sun.

Downstairs, Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea by herself, felt her hand trembling as she held the teacup, cursing inwardly with a sour tone:

"You have money, what money do you kids have!"

Yet amidst the sourness, there was a considerable sense of relief, and a tear gleamed in the corner of her eye.

Ever since her granddaughter fell ill, when had she ever made such a gesture?

Sometimes, the hardest part is the breakthrough from zero to one, as she fantasized about a day in the future when her granddaughter would also hug her neck and allow her to gently pat her head.

She lowered her head, continued drinking tea, and then slightly furrowed her brows.

Was this tea spoiled? Why is it both sour and sweet?

...

After leaving Si Yuan Village, Xue Liangliang took a coach to visit Zhao Hequan at the People’s Hospital.

Zhao Hequan’s condition was very bad. Since being admitted, his symptoms had been worsening continuously, and now his entire body from head to toe looked as if it was colored, turning a shade of blue and purple.

Coincidentally, Luo Tingrui was also visiting at that moment and, after a perfunctory glance at Zhao Hequan, he signaled Xue Liangliang to come out with him.

He really didn’t like Zhao Hequan, who as the department head would often take them out of school to arrange field internships. Zhao Hequan loved to talk and perform, even commenting sarcastically if he saw a dog peeing against a telephone pole while riding in a car.

Luo Tingrui was a doer, and although he too had been a student, he understood that the current social trend was as it was, yet he disdained the fussing and moaning of these full-time complainers because all they did was to moan and groan.

Instead, it was Xue Liangliang who had always caught his eye. If it weren’t for the fact this young man seemed hell-bent on heading to the great Southwest after graduation, he might have even introduced his daughter to him.

"Liangliang, are you heading back to school?"

"Yeah, Director, I’ll go to the station in a while."

"Come with me, a comrade just came down from above, along with some local comrades, we’re going to check out the riverbank for an inspection. After that, we’ll head back to the school together."

"Okay, Director."

Although the inspection team was hastily assembled, there were quite a few members.

Three cars and a bus were filled to capacity, and, leaving the city area, headed south to the Yangtze River bank, which belongs to a county under Nantong.

After everyone got off the bus, they exchanged greetings, mainly led by local comrades, and frequently consulted Luo Tingrui for his opinion.

Xue Liangliang, following behind, understood - they were planning ideas for a future bridge across the river. The authorities intended to construct a bridge here to connect Nantong with Shanghai.

However, it was still in the planning and conceptual stage, not yet ready to break ground.

But this was exciting enough for Xue Liangliang, after all, any magnificent project can’t dispense with this step.

A scheduled boat arrived to ferry everyone abroad, allowing them to have a more direct experience on the river.

"Although the ferryboats currently solve transportation issues, the absence of a true bridge still severely hinders local economic development..."

As the local comrades explained the situation, Xue Liangliang listened while leaning against the boat’s rail, admiring the vastness of the river meeting the sky with his gaze.

Then, he frowned, looking down towards the river:

"According to the mislabeled location in the local records, it should be the Bai family town,

At this moment...

Directly beneath my feet."

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