Chapter 182 Tang Zhangyu Stays
The mushroom hotpot was extremely delicious. This was Tang Zhangyu’s first time eating mushroom hotpot and she couldn’t stop eating after one bite.

While eating chicken mushrooms, Yang Fan inexplicably wanted to eat the three-cup chicken made by Fu Yonghui.

"Sister Cancan, can you make three-cup chicken?" she asked.

Fu Cancan looked up at her and said, "Yes, I can. Do you want to eat Three Cup Chicken? I will make it for you tomorrow."

Yang Fan hummed, "Let's kill a chicken and make three cups chicken tomorrow."

The chicks she just started raising are almost two months old. Thanks to the spiritual energy, the chicks grow faster than those raised in other places and are now ready to eat.

Fu Cancan agreed and asked her, "Do you want to eat anything else?"

"No more, you can handle the rest on your own."

"Row."

Xiao Lin took this opportunity to say to Yang Fan: "Boss, I'm going to take a few days off starting the day after tomorrow. I'm going to go back to school and home."

If she were to live here for a long time, she would have to go home and pack up her things and send them over, as she also had a lot of things at school.

She wanted to use the five days of rest in a month all at once.

She packed her things and came over with her parents.

Yang Fan said, "Okay, add some meat, there's no meat in the pot."

She poured the cooled meat from the bowl beside her into the little white tiger's bowl for it to eat, and then put some more meat and meatballs in the bowl to cool.

Xiao Lin put a lot of meat and meatballs in it.

In the past, Tang Zhangyu could only eat one bowl of rice, but today, in addition to that bowl of rice, she also ate several bowls of vegetables, which made her so full that she sat on the stool for a long time to relax.

Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan put down their chopsticks one after another. The three of them stopped eating. At the same time, there were many empty plates on the table. Tang Zhangyu thought that the meal was almost finished.

Tang Zhangyu: ...Boys have big appetites. They are still not full after eating so much.

Yan Qing never had much desire for food in the past, as long as he could fill his stomach.

But after coming here and eating spiritual fruits, vegetables and chicken every day, his appetite has become bigger than before.

Tang Yuanyuan was young and that was the time when she ate a lot.

Soon, Tang Zhangyu found out that he was wrong, because the one who ate the last was not Yan Qing or Tang Yuanyuan, but Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't put down his chopsticks until he finished the last piece of meat in the pot. The table was full of empty bowls and plates, all of which were eaten up.

Tang Zhangyu's envious eyes swept over Yang Fan's flat belly. He was indeed a master, his appetite was greater than that of ordinary people!

After dinner, Tang Zhangyu offered to help wash the dishes, but was stopped by Xiao Lin.

"The dishwashing work here is done by Taoist Master Yan Qing and Taoist Master Yuan Yuan. Don't try to steal their work."

Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan were responsible for cooking, while Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan were naturally responsible for washing dishes and cleaning after dinner.

Since he couldn't help with the dishes, Tang Zhangyu helped Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan clean up the yard.

Yang Fan picked up the stool he was sitting on, took the little white tiger with him, and moved to a clean place to sit so as not to disturb them while they were working.

After everyone finished their work, they took their stools and sat in the yard to enjoy a moment of peace and quiet.

"By the way, have you found where you live?" Yang Fan suddenly asked.

Tang Zhangyu was stunned for a moment, "No."

When she came, she didn't think about accommodation, and thought that she would go back if she could see her grandfather.

Yang Fan said, "Then go find a B&B in the village and stay there. It costs 100,000 yuan per visit, and it's valid for seven days."

"Can I see my grandpa every night during these seven days?!" Tang Zhangyu asked excitedly.

"Well, every night from 11 o'clock to 4 o'clock in the morning," Yang Fan took out a piece of talisman from his pocket and handed it to her, "Once it's 11 o'clock, you burn this talisman, and then you can see your grandpa." "Then I should burn the talisman here or there... should I burn it at your place?" When Tang Zhangyu mentioned that she could see her grandpa at night, she became excited and incoherent.

"Just in the house you live in," Yang Fan said slowly, "Go find a place to stay first."

Happiness came too suddenly, Tang Zhangyu was still confused, she tried to keep herself calm, "Then where should I live, Master?"

She saw homestays in the village, and with so many of them, she didn't know which one would be suitable for her to stay in.

Besides Yang Fan, there was another family she was familiar with in the village, Ge Junya's family, but she was not staying in the village these two days.

Yang Fan said: "Any one will do."

Fu Cancan saw the right opportunity and raised her hand to recommend herself, "I have a B&B at home, why don't you come to my house and stay for 30 yuan a night."

Tang Zhangyu nodded repeatedly, "Okay, thank you for your help!"

Fu Cancan took Tang Zhangyu home, briefly explained the situation to her parents, and took her to the third floor to book a room.

Downstairs, Fu Yonghui was very scared when he knew that Tang Zhangyu came to visit his deceased grandfather.

He had heard from Grandma Xu and Grandma Zhou that ghosts would go to the room where they lived.

This girl lives in his house, so doesn't that mean her grandfather's ghost will come to his house later?
He's going to see a ghost!
Fu Yonghui hugged Aunt Zhang's arm, his body shaking uncontrollably and half of his body numb.

"Wife, I'm so scared."

Aunt Zhang looked at him speechlessly, "What are you afraid of?"

Fu Yonghui shouted in a low voice, "There's a ghost!"

Of course he is afraid of ghosts!
Aunt Zhang: "Haven't you heard what Aunt Xu said? When ghosts come, they go where they are supposed to go. They don't run around. We can't hear any sound or see them!"

"Besides, with Yang Fan and the others here, what are you afraid of!"

With the comfort of his wife, Fu Yonghui was a little less afraid, but he still followed Aunt Zhang all the time and took her with him when going to the toilet or taking a bath.

Aunt Zhang: ...

It was not until they both lay down on the bed and covered themselves with the quilt and Fu Yonghui snuggled up to Aunt Zhang that he felt less scared.

eleven o'clock at night

The gate of the underworld opened, and the ghosts waiting at the door walked out one after another.

Among the ghosts, there was a white-haired old man wearing a light blue shirt and leaning on a cane.

"Hey, Lao Chen, you went out to pick up the package too."

A ghost on the road recognized him and greeted him when he saw him coming out to pick up a package.

Old man Chen was a little excited, "Well, go out and get the express."

The last time he came out to pick up a package was during the Qingming Festival, but at that time the post station did not have a stationmaster, and he used up his three chances to come out and still failed to pick up the package.

Finally, there is courier information available for pick-up, and the post station also has a new stationmaster who can pick up the parcels. I don’t know if I can still get those that he didn’t pick up before.

"I heard that the stationmaster of Huangquan Post Station can let us contact our relatives in the world of the living, or send things to them, right?"

He heard this news from the teahouse owner.

If this is true, when he sees the stationmaster of Huangquan Station later, he will ask if he can call his granddaughter and ask her not to just focus on making tea leaves, but to remember to make a few more sets of tea sets for him.

The ghost who greeted him was also a white-haired old man. His last name was Liu. He thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be the case. I'm not sure. You can go ask him."

He hadn't come out to pick up a package for a long time, and he finally waited for the delivery information.

I don’t know what his family burned for him.

They are isolated from information and don’t know many things about the underworld.