Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 97: Time of Farewell

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Time of Farewell

Watching Shen Siyuan’s departing back.

Lady Huang suddenly turned her head and said to Huang Lancai beside her, "Mei, Mr. Shen is not a suitable match; he is not right for you."

"Grandma, what are you talking about?" Huang Lancai’s cheeks flushed slightly, slightly displeased.

"You know exactly what I’m talking about."

"I’m leaving, I don’t want to talk about this." Huang Lancai stood up, twisted her waist, and walked out directly.

Grandpa Liu stepped forward, somewhat surprised, "When did you learn to read people’s face?"

"I don’t know how."

"Then why do you think Mr. Shen is not a good match? I think he’s quite good, capable and handsome; I think he and Mei are well matched."

"It’s precisely because he’s handsome and capable that he’s not a good match. With such a person, can he stay content? Can Mei keep him?"

"You can’t just say that." Grandpa Liu’s voice seemed to soften slightly; in fact, he already agreed with Lady Huang deep down, only putting on a stubborn front.

"If ugly people dare to dream big, what about those who are handsome and capable?"

"Just say what you want to say, why look at me?"

"I’m just speaking my mind, why are you in a rush? Besides, at best, you can only dream big."

Grandpa Liu: ...

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Shen Siyuan mentioned he had something to do, and it wasn’t that he had an afternoon appointment with Ruan Hongzhuang to watch Jiang Tingyu’s performance.

It was indeed something he had to do.

He walked along the road until he finally found a print shop.

"Boss, do you do photo printing here?"

Nowadays, you can’t find those small photo studios by the roadside, and even if there are any, they’re luxurious bridal shops, which don’t offer photo printing services.

Photo printing had become a job for print shops.

"Yes, we do, but we print directly," said the staff member.

"That’s fine."

Shen Siyuan added the staff member on WeChat and sent him the photo he wanted to print.

"Just one photo?" The staff member was surprised.

"Is that a problem?"

"It’s fine, but the price for a single print will be higher."

"How much?"

"Ten yuan."

"Okay." Shen Siyuan could accept the price.

The photo was printed quickly, Shen Siyuan bought a frame from a boutique store next door, framed it, and used his phone to place an order for local delivery.

Only then was his business complete.

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"My son is so handsome."

Chen Haiyan reached out and stroked Zhou Jinbei’s hair a couple of times.

At this moment, Zhou Jinbei not only had his hair cut but also wore a set of new clothes.

"But all the money is spent, and I still have half of my journey to go," Zhou Jinbei said with a pained expression on his face.

"Don’t worry, mom will think of something," Chen Haiyan said.

"What can you think of? You’re not planning to use joss paper, are you?" Zhou Jinbei widened his eyes.

"What nonsense."

Chen Haiyan slapped his arm and then, clutching his arm, dragged him forward.

"Come on, walk with mom."

The two walked along the beach under the coconut trees.

Chen Haiyan seemed very excited, talking non-stop like a child.

And at this moment, Zhou Jinbei was more like an adult, silent, just smiling and listening to his mother talk.

After walking a distance like this, Zhou Jinbei suddenly said, "Mom, are you about to leave?"

Chen Haiyan, walking ahead, stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him.

There was a radiant smile on her face, with no hint of the sorrow of imminent departure.

"Did you find out?" She said with great joy.

Zhou Jinbei pursed his lips and finally showed a smile uglier than crying.

"Stop repeating the same things over and over, it’s really annoying."

"From now on, even if you want your mom to bother you, I won’t be able to."

At this moment, Chen Haiyan could no longer hold back, tears welling up in her eyes.

Hearing this, Zhou Jinbei couldn’t hold back either, and began to sob quietly, continuously wiping away his tears.

While crying, he choked up and said, "Mom, you’re so mean, why would you say something like that, I’ve never found you annoying..."

"Mom knows, mom knows... Don’t cry anymore, don’t cry, our Beibei is already a little man, how can you still be crying..."

Zhou Jinbei was only fifteen after all, no matter how strong or mature, he couldn’t control his emotions at this time.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhou Jinbei’s cell phone rang, breaking his sorrowful mood.

"Hello, who’s this?" Zhou Jinbei asked, still choked up.

The delivery boy on the other end was taken aback.

But he still asked cautiously, "Are you Zhou Jinbei? There’s a package for you."

"My package, you are..." Without thinking, Zhou Jinbei felt it was impossible.

But at this moment, Chen Haiyan hurriedly said from the side: "It’s yours, I asked Mr. Shen to send it to you."

Only then did Zhou Jinbei realize, and he told the delivery boy his current location.

Shen Siyuan had filled out the address for same-city delivery with the location where Zhou Jinbei had pitched his tent the night before.

Chen Haiyan went out last night and woke up the already-asleep Shen Siyuan just for this.

So very soon, a delivery boy arrived on an electric scooter.

"Give me the pick-up code," the delivery boy said.

Only then did Zhou Jinbei notice that he had received a text message with the passcode.

"What is it?"

Zhou Jinbei took the bag from the delivery boy, curious.

"Just open it and you’ll know," Chen Haiyan said with a smile.

Zhou Jinbei did as told and opened the bag, only to find a photo frame inside with a picture of him standing with both hands on the rail, facing the sea.

"How about that, surprised?"

"This... when was this taken?" Zhou Jinbei was also surprised.

"This was yesterday, Mr. Shen took it at Wild Deer Ridge, I asked him to develop it. I think this photo turned out really well. I told you, I was standing right here..."

Chen Haiyan pointed to a spot on the right side of Zhou Jinbei in the photo.

"Really?"

"Could your mom lie to you?"

"You’ve fooled me plenty of times."

"Okay, okay, let’s not talk about these unhappy things." Chen Haiyan lowered her head and fiddled with the plastic bag.

"Mom, let’s take some photos together," Zhou Jinbei suddenly suggested.

"How could we not? We had agreed on it." Chen Haiyan searched through the empty plastic bag, not really hearing what Zhou Jinbei had said.

Zhou Jinbei, a bit displeased, called out, "Mom~"

"What’s up?"

"What are you looking for?"

"I borrowed a few hundred dollars from Mr. Shen, he agreed, how can it not be here?"

"Borrowed money? What will you give him back with?"

"Of course, when you have money, you’ll pay him back," said Chen Haiyan as if it was obvious.

Hearing this, Zhou Jinbei looked at the photo frame in his hand, then turned it around, opened the back cover, and indeed, there were a few hundred-dollar bills inside. Taking them out and counting, there was exactly a thousand dollars.

"I originally wanted to borrow five hundred, but Mr. Shen actually gave a thousand," Chen Haiyan said, full of joy.

"I haven’t even seen him in person, and I don’t even know where he lives, so how do I return the money to him?" Zhou Jinbei said.

"I have his WeChat ID, you can add him, and when you can earn money by yourself, you pay him back," Chen Haiyan said.

"Actually, you don’t need to borrow from others, if I were out of money, I would ask my dad for it," Zhou Jinbei whispered.

Chen Haiyan didn’t engage with his remark, instead asking, "What did you say just now?"

"I said, let’s take a photo together."

"Silly boy, you can’t capture me in a photo."

"It’s okay, like this will do." Zhou Jinbei suddenly moved his head closer and lifted his phone to take a photo.

Although Chen Haiyan’s figure couldn’t be seen in the photo, it was evident that Zhou Jinbei was taking a selfie with someone.

"That’s a really great idea," Chen Haiyan said, also full of surprise.

Next, the two took many photos, under palm trees, on the beach, facing the sea, with their backs to the sunlight...

In the photos, Zhou Jinbei’s smile was extremely bright, and that "lonely" figure filled the void of both of their regrets.