Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 83 - 16_4

Chapter 83: Chapter 16_4

However, with the testimony of the three siblings from the Niu family after their awakening, it was as if they had placed another halo around Li Sanjiang, along with Mr. Shan and Liu Jinxia, in the hearts of the villagers.

After this, if anyone in the village or neighboring villages encountered any trouble, they would likely go to Si Yuan Village to seek the Corpse Recovery Diver of the Li family.

After a round of crying, confessions, and negotiations, Li Sanjiang received the final payment from the three siblings of the Niu family.

The final payment wasn’t much initially because the rule in these matters was to pay the bulk upfront, but this time the final payment was extra generous, quite substantial.

It seemed the three siblings of the Niu family were only stingy with their own mother; they were rather generous when it came to their own lives and with outsiders.

Mr. Shan held onto the red packet of money, unable to suppress his smile, revealing his blackened teeth.

But when he turned his head and saw that the packet in Li Sanjiang’s hand was much thicker than his own, he felt a pang of envy, *every time it was like this, time and time again it was the same!*

Liu Jinxia was relatively indifferent, neither particularly happy nor particularly sad, just feeling a stinging pain on her face, unsure if it was because her skin was not as thick as Mr. Shan’s, or if that boy Run Sheng had no mercy for her.

The three siblings of the Niu family also wanted to acknowledge Li Sanjiang as their godfather, but were flatly rejected by Li Sanjiang.

For this reason, Li Sanjiang spun a tale about fate charts, claiming he was born with a solitary, childless fate, unsuitable for accepting godchildren.

This spiel was familiar to Liu Jinxia; anyone in this profession always had some form of commercial persona.

Before leaving, Li Sanjiang deliberately instructed and reminded the three siblings of the Niu family in public,

"Everyone, whatever they do, every single deed, is recorded with the heavens. This time, I broke the rules to save you, which can be considered as defying heaven.

From now on, you must do good deeds sincerely, strive to accumulate virtue. If your heart is insincere and thoughts impure, you might encounter further misfortune soon.

That will be beyond my control, and I’ve done all I can here."

This was actually just standard speech in that industry to first reap the current profits and fame, and then detach from future consequences.

However, these words were recalled by the villagers not long after, prompting another round of admiration for Li Sanjiang’s abilities. Some even started calling him "Li the Immortal."

Later, as a result, the family members of the three siblings from the Niu family once again respectfully invited Li Sanjiang to come for a "consultation."

But that’s a story for another time, so we’ll leave it at that.

In short, when the chaotic events finally ended, it was already past four in the morning.

Run Sheng pushed out the cart, and Li Sanjiang, Mr. Shan, and Liu Jinxia took their seats one after the other. Li Zhiyuan was also planning to get on when he heard the sound of a carriage bell from behind.

Turning around, he saw it was Uncle Qin.

"Grandmaster, I’m going to ride with Uncle Qin."

"Go ahead, go ahead, get some rest early."

Li Zhiyuan went to the bicycle, and Uncle Qin lifted him up, placing him on the front bar. Uncle Qin then pushed along for a bit, pedaling to get on the bike.

*Feeling a bit sleepy, Li Zhiyuan simply leaned against Uncle Qin’s chest and dozed off.*

Uncle Qin glanced down at the boy in his arms, a bit surprised that he didn’t ask if he had been present the whole time.

*This left the explanation he had prepared unused.*

By the time they returned from Shigang to Si Yuan Village, the sky was already turning light.

"Uncle, you should get some rest early."

"Mm, you should get some sleep, too."

Li Zhiyuan ran into the house, went up to the second floor, and went straight to take a bath.

In the east room’s bedroom, Qin Li, who had been sleeping, heard the noise from the yard outside and sat up.

"Lie down, don’t go to see him now. He’s just returned and is tired, let him rest well. If you go to see him now, he will have to spare his attention and energy for you.

Once or twice is fine, but if it’s often, anyone would find it annoying."

Qin Li looked at Liu Yumei, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Be good, child, Grandma won’t lie to you. To be playmates for a long time, both of you need to feel comfortable and happy together, understand?"

Qin Li lay back down.

"And tomorrow morning, don’t rush into his room to wait for him; wait until he wakes up, and maybe even let him come down to get you."

The eyelashes of Qin Li, lying in bed, began to tremble.

"Alright, alright, when he wakes up and comes out of his room, you can go."

Qin Li closed her eyes and started sleeping.

Liu Yumei tucked her granddaughter in and then went to the middle room, opened the door, and Qin Li stood at the doorway.

After coming in, Qin Li quietly recounted the events of the day, and Liu Yumei nodded. Qin Li then left.

"Sigh..."

Liu Yumei turned to look at the altar, as she had the habit of chatting with the plaques every day, but just as she was getting into the mood today, a smell interrupted her.

It was the salted duck egg on the altar. In this weather... it had already started to stink.

...

By the time Li Zhiyuan finished his bath, Grandmaster and the others had not yet returned, so he went into his bedroom and lay down to sleep.

When he woke up, it was almost noon.

He looked at the chair in his bedroom, but didn’t see the figure he was expecting, feeling a bit disappointed.

He wondered what she was wearing today.

Getting up, he took his washbasin, opened the door, and didn’t see her at the door either. There was no sight of her on the bench in the northeastern corner where she usually read.

Li Zhiyuan went to the railing and looked down.

The girl was wearing a waist-high skirt today, a red top with an ecru skirt, her hair softly draped over her shoulders, looking more lively and playful than usual.

She still sat inside the threshold, her embroidered shoes resting on it.

The girl seemed to sense something and looked up toward the second floor.