Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 69 - 69 69 Let's Take a Look

69: Chapter 69 Let’s Take a Look 69: Chapter 69 Let’s Take a Look In this world, what is more difficult than asking for help is refusing a request from an acquaintance.

Wang Aifeng didn’t quite know what to say next after hearing him say that.

“Youliang!

The person who needs help isn’t refusing to pay.

They said they would give Xiaoyu an eight hundred yuan red envelope.” Wang Shan, seeing that his desperate plea was ineffective, tried to entice with money.

Now, with tens of thousands in his pocket, Wu Xiaoyu wouldn’t really care about such a small amount of money.

But he was quite curious about the matter and asked, “Uncle, why must it be someone who has killed pigs but hasn’t married?”

Only then did Wang Shan realize that the boy didn’t understand these things and quickly explained, “Xiaoyu, the head seven is commonly known as the night of the returning soul.

The ghost of the deceased will come back on this day!”

“Your granduncle Liu Chuanfang’s son-in-law just passed away, hasn’t he?

The family has been in turmoil these past few days.

They invited a Divine Woman who said that the spirit doesn’t want your Sister Yuanyuan to remarry and will keep pestering her.”

“So, they need someone with a strong killing aura to sleep with your Sister Yuanyuan on the head seven night, making the ghost think she has remarried.

But the ghost can’t do anything to the person with a strong killing aura and will have to reincarnate!”

Using someone with a strong killing aura to deter the ghost?

Isn’t this recorded in the Xuanyuan Great Book?

How do other people know about it?

Moreover, seeing the expressions of his father and Liu Chuanfang, they also seemed to know for a long time that butchers have a strong killing aura.

Why was he the only one who hadn’t heard about it?

Just after his uncle finished explaining, Liu Chuanfang said again, “Xiaoyu!

If you help Granduncle with this, besides the red envelope from the Zhao family, I’ll give you another nine hundred yuan as a red envelope.

How about that?”

“Brother Chuanfang, it’s really not about the money!” Wang Aifeng took the opportunity to say.

Wang Shan had accepted money from the Zhao family to come and ask his sister and brother-in-law for help, but didn’t expect that this couple would be so unyielding.

He had no choice but to appear angry and said,

“As your older brother, have I ever asked you for anything?

This is the first time I’ve asked you for something, and you don’t give me any face?”

“Aifeng, don’t forget, when we had no food to eat as kids, it was the Zhao family who gave us a scoop of corn!

We mustn’t forget our roots!”

When Wu Xiaoyu heard the word “ask,” he wasn’t happy.

When grandma was sick, mom also went to borrow money from their house.

But what happened?

She went three or four times and didn’t get a single penny.

Now, when they needed help, they came to us with such high-sounding reasons!

Wu Youliang had always been very emotional and uncomfortable refusing others, especially when the plea reached this point.

But he also feared something might actually happen, and his heart was in great turmoil.

The last time Wu Xiaoyu helped Ma Xiaomin, he was attacked by some sort of spirit but was saved by his Jade Token.

This matter had always lingered in his mind.

What other magical functions did this Jade Token have?

Hearing them say the deceased of the Zhao family would return on the head seven, he was somewhat eager to give it a try.

Thinking back to his childhood, Liu Yuanyuan had treated him quite well, so he said, “Alright!

I agree to this matter!”

His mother, hearing that he had so easily agreed, immediately stood up, about to scold him, when she saw Liu Chuanfang clasping his hands in gratitude and couldn’t bring herself to say anything harsh.

Regarding her son’s decision to sleep over at the Zhao family house on the head seven night, Wang Aifeng was both angry and scared.

Although Wu Youliang was also worried, he didn’t show it.

Instead, he handed him the family’s well-worn pig-slaughtering knife.

In the afternoon of the next day, after having a meal, Wu Xiaoyu quietly left the village and walked alone to the neighboring Zhaojia Village, as such matters weren’t to be broadcasted.

Wu Xiaoyu had just arrived at his uncle’s house a short while when a pair of thin middle-aged couple entered.

Wang Shan introduced,

“Brother Shuanzhu, sister-in-law, this is my nephew Wu Xiaoyu.

His ancestry goes back over ten generations of pig slaughterers.

He killed his first pig at the age of thirteen.

Rest assured, we can help your son find peace!”

Zhao Shuanzhu and his wife made some polite conversation with Wu Xiaoyu, handed him a red envelope, and then left after exchanging some words with Wang Shan.

The two children in his uncle’s family were still in elementary school and were on holiday at home.

Seeing the red envelope in his hand, they gathered around and shouted, “Brother, give us money; we want to buy candies!”

Seeing this, his aunt sneered.

I bet this was your idea, right?

Normally, giving kids some money to buy snacks was common, but if adults were behind it with some calculation in mind, it was different!

Wu Xiaoyu put the red envelope in his pocket and then took out two coins from another pocket, handing them to the kids and said, “Alright, here!

Go buy some candies!”

Seeing him take out only two coins, his aunt’s face fell immediately, and she turned around to the kitchen, annoyed.

After sending Zhao Shuanzhu and his wife off, his uncle Wang Shan walked in with a grin, “Xiaoyu, how does your uncle treat you?

If it weren’t for your uncle, would you make this money?

This is much better earning than raising chickens, right?”

Wu Xiaoyu smiled without answering.

Just eight hundred yuan; once his chickens became famous, people would be lining up to buy them at hundreds of yuan each.

Sitting idly at his uncle’s house all afternoon, his aunt never even offered him a glass of water, and he didn’t bother to make conversation with her.

As dusk fell, he followed his uncle Wang Shan to Zhao Shuanzhu’s house.

Worried that Zhao Shuanzhu’s son would cling to him, Wang Shan quickly left after bringing Wu Xiaoyu over.

Zhao Shuanzhu and his wife invited Wu Xiaoyu to sit in the main hall.

After a short while, they each went back to their rooms, leaving Wu Xiaoyu, a stranger, sitting alone in the empty hall.

Fortunately, after a short while, Liu Yuanyuan came out, sat opposite him, and shyly muttered, “Xiaoyu, sorry for troubling you!”

“It’s nothing,” Wu Xiaoyu replied softly.

The two sat in silence for a long time until Zhao Shuanzhu’s wife brought out some food and placed it on the table in the center of the hall, then turned to Liu Yuanyuan and said, “Take him into the room.”

“Alright,” Liu Yuanyuan replied, and led Wu Xiaoyu away.

They entered Liu Yuanyuan’s bedroom, where a wedding invitation was placed at the bedside and the entire bed was covered in red bedding with large embroidered ‘Xi’ characters, clearly used for weddings.

After bringing him in, Liu Yuanyuan quickly turned off the light and awkwardly said, “Let’s…

get on the bed!”

Then she took off her outer garment and slipped into the bed.

In the faint moonlight, Wu Xiaoyu saw that she was wearing a red bellyband, making him a bit nervous.

This feels like a real wedding scene!

Wu Xiaoyu took out the pig-slaughtering knife from his waist and placed it on the bedside table, then lay down on the outer side of the bed.

This was his first time sleeping on the same bed with a woman.

Though he knew nothing would happen, his heart was still pounding wildly.

It was just after nine o’clock.

Naturally, neither Wu Xiaoyu nor Liu Yuanyuan could sleep, but in such an awkward situation, talking would only add to the awkwardness, so they lay there with their eyes closed, speechless.