Chapter 151 The Curse Will Backfire on the One Who Curses
"Okay, don't be so happy. If you want to get a courier, give me the card quickly." Seeing that it was almost four o'clock, Liang Zishu was still in a hurry to get off work and go home, "It's about to close."

"I won't take it. I'm leaving now."

"I won't take it either. I'll come back next time."

The ghosts who were waiting to come out next time to pick up the express delivery turned around and left. The remaining few who were here for the last time put their ID cards on the table and let Jian Xiangdi and the others take the express delivery.

Although this courier will never have a chance to come out again, they can sell the grapes and then buy things on the underworld website. In this way, they will have the courier and they can come out to work and earn fruits!

What a wit!
After taking the express delivery for them, it was time for the two ghosts to leave.

But should I tell my colleagues before leaving? Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi looked at each other, both pinning their hopes on the other to complete the difficult task of telling their new colleagues.

The two ghosts stood out of Yan Qing's sight and winked at each other frantically.

Jian Xiangdi: Go ahead, you are very brave.

Liang Zishu: Go ahead, you’ve been dead longer than me.

The two ghosts finally decided to use rock-paper-scissors to decide who would carry out this difficult task.

In the end, Liang Zishu still failed.

Liang Zishu stared at his own hands in disbelief. What kind of stinky hands are these? How could he lose every time in finger-guessing games?!
Jian Xiangdi gave her a please gesture.

Liang Zishu had a sad face and prepared himself mentally for two seconds. He took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and opened his mouth to speak. However, he was caught off guard by the other person's gaze and his brain went blank in an instant.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Yan Qing asked.

Liang Zishu shook his head frantically and stammered, "It's okay, it's okay... Master Yan, it's time for us to get off work and leave. I'll trouble you to close the store."

She said this very quickly while complaining in her heart, "Damn, I'm so nervous and scared. I'm even more nervous and scared than when I was a corporate slave and had to report to my boss."

The webmaster didn't just recruit a new colleague for them, he clearly recruited a new boss.

Looking at his aura and posture, he is even more powerful than the webmaster. I would have thought he was the webmaster.

"Hmm." A very light voice came from Yan Qing's throat.

The next second, Liang Zishu ran away in a flash. Jian Xiangdi was a step slower than her, but still very fast.

Yan Qing looked at the direction they ran away, then turned his head and stared at the backpack beside him for several seconds, not knowing what he was thinking.

At four o'clock, the door of the post station closed automatically. Yan Qing took the stool out of the warehouse and put it back in its place, then walked out of the house and closed the door. During the whole process, there was no other sound except a small click when the door lock was locked.

Finally, I walked out of the yard, closed the door, and went back to rest.

A dreamless night.

After breakfast, Yang Fan took Xiao Lin, Tang Yuanyuan, Yan Qing, and the Luo family to the mountain to pick fruit.

The Luo family is leaving today, and before leaving they want to buy some fruits to take away. They have been eating fruits from Yang Fan's house every day in the village these days, and they can't eat other fruits.

They go to the mountains to pick the fruits themselves, picking whatever fruit they like. The price is 60 yuan per pound.

In the end, the family picked a total of 50 kilograms of fruit and took it away. Before leaving, Luo Cheng asked Yang Fan to buy four amulets.

Three were given to their family of three, and one was given to Grandma Zhou.

Xiao Lin and the others were working in the mountains, and Yang Fan went home alone to draw talismans for them and put them in a lucky bag. Four pieces of talisman paper cost 400,000 yuan, and there were 50 kilograms of fruit worth 3,000 yuan, a total of 400,300 yuan.

Yang Fan followed them to Grandma Zhou's house. Grandma Zhou's yard was very lively, and all the elderly people in the village were there. In the yard, Luo Cheng, Pan Yuehe and Luo Jiahe were loading luggage into the car.

Grandma Yang and Grandma Xu were standing next to Grandma Zhou and talking to her. Grandma Zhou kept wiping her tears, and it was unclear whether she was happy or sad.

This time, Luo Cheng and his companions were not only going alone, but also taking Grandma Zhou back to her hometown to visit. Also traveling with them were Grandma Zhou's eldest son Zhao Youfu and youngest daughter Zhao Xiangyu, who were standing by and talking.

The voices of the two people talking faintly reached Yang Fan's ears.

"We agreed that each family would give 1,000 yuan, why did you only give me 500 yuan?"

"Brother, I don't have any money, only 500 yuan."

"Five hundred! Zhao Xiangyu, do you dare to be more stingy?"

Zhao Xiangyu rolled her eyes and said, "Brother, five hundred is already a lot. The toll from Shangrao to Shenzhen plus the gas fee is only a little over a thousand yuan. I've already paid more than half of the money by paying five hundred."

"Then why don't you say that the car is still mine? Besides, I have to buy gifts when I go there. Don't these cost money?"

And who says that the eldest son should pay all the money? We are all children and must share the money equally.

Zhao Youfu said firmly, "Everyone is giving one thousand, so you must also give one thousand!"

Zhao Xiangyu spread her hands and said, "I don't have any money. Besides, you are the eldest son and you should pay for it."

Zhao Youfu snorted coldly, "Mom loves you the most, so you should pay for it."

The two of them were arguing over the five hundred dollars.

"I don't care about you. You have to transfer the remaining 500 yuan to me," Zhao Youfu said with impatience and anger on his face. "If you don't give it to me, I will go and get it from your husband!"

"I'll see if he gives it to me."

Things have been going badly for him these past two days, and the business in his store has also been having problems. He was already furious and wanted to hit someone. If Zhao Xiangyu really didn't give him the 500 yuan, then don't blame him for being rude.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Xiangyu had no choice but to transfer the other 500 yuan to him and complained, "It's just 500 yuan, you are too stingy."

"The same goes for my second sister and third brother. It's not enough that they didn't contribute, but they only contributed a thousand yuan. It's too unfair."

She complained so much that she finally complained to Grandma Zhou. Why were they picking on their relatives when they had nothing to do? The Luo family seemed to be quite rich, but they didn't even give them money. They were so stingy.

Now we are asking them to accompany them on a trip. What a waste of time. We haven't seen each other for decades. Even if we find them, it will be useless since we are so far away and can't help much.

As they were complaining, Pan Yuehe called out to them from a distance, "Xiangyu, Youfu, have you packed your things?"

"Hey, it's packed."

Zhao Xiangyu's expression changed instantly, and she walked towards Pan Yuehe with a warm smile on her face.

She walked past Yang Fan as if she didn't know her and just walked straight past her.

Yang Fan glanced at Zhao Youfu and stayed on him for two seconds. Zhao Youfu was looking over here, and when he met her gaze, he was stunned for a moment. For some reason, Yang Fan's look made him feel uneasy.

Could it be that she discovered something? No, it's been so many years, how could she still see it?

Zhao Youfu smiled hypocritically at Yang Fan, nodded as a greeting, and turned to leave.

There was no expression on Yang Fan's face. She withdrew her gaze and walked towards Grandma Zhou.

The curser will eventually be retaliated by his curse, and the future is still long.