Chapter 68: Suggesting Aunt Zhang to Raise Chickens

Led by Grandpa Li, Wang Dequan went to the supermarket in the town and bought a small stuffed bear and a box of mung bean cakes.

Mung bean cakes are his wife's favorite food, and the teddy bear was his daughter's favorite toy when she was a child.

He bought the two things back to the village and went to Yang Fan specially. After getting the two things from the other party to burn for them, Grandpa Li took him to an open place to burn them for his wife and daughter.

As Yang Fan said, while burning the food, he read out their names, dates of birth and their home addresses.

"Wife, Pearl, I miss you so much..."

As he read, Wang Dequan couldn't control his tears. The nearly eighty-year-old old man with a head full of white hair squatted on the ground and cried like a child.

Grandpa Li was standing nearby, watching him cry. He felt very upset and kept praying in his heart.

Pray that Wang Dequan’s daughter and wife have not yet been reincarnated so that the three of them can still see each other.

The small teddy bear was burned to ashes in the raging fire. A wisp of light green smoke floated in the air, drifting towards Yang Fan's yard and into the inn house.

At the same time, the identity card tightly held in the hand of the tongueless female ghost who had been squatting at the gate of the underworld lit up.

When the pickup information arrives, she can go out of the underworld gate at night to Huangquan Station to pick up the express delivery.

The tongueless ghost's eyes lit up the card, and a line of clear tears slowly flowed down.

Xiao Jing, who had been guarding her not far away, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her ID card light up.

She can go out at night.

"Someone sent her a package," Xi Jun appeared out of nowhere, looking at the tongueless ghost with a faint gaze, and sighed softly, "How enviable~"

Xiao Jing hummed, and said with relief, "She can go out to send express deliveries now."

When Xi Jun heard the words "express delivery", his expression became strange. He really underestimated the new stationmaster. He didn't expect that she was not afraid of even the high-level ghost messenger.

He became even more curious about who the other person was.

Xi Jun's expression changed, and she leaned tenderly on Xiao Jing, "Little brother~ I also want to go out to pick up the express delivery, can you buy something for me~"

There is no one in the world of the living to burn things for him anymore, so now he can only rely on buying things online in the underworld and having them delivered.

Today he was wearing a light green veil, his enchanting figure was faintly visible through it, his long hair was loose like a waterfall, and apart from his face with overly made-up, from the back, he was a peerless beauty.

A grown man made such an artificial sound. Xiao Jing was disgusted and took several steps back. He looked at him with a speechless look, "I don't have money! Go buy it yourself!"

Even if he had money, he wouldn't buy anything for this dead witch!

Xi Jun's body wrapped around him like a snake, "Little brother, just buy it for me. I don't have any money."

"roll!"

Xiao Jing fled in panic.

If you can't offend him, you can't afford to hide.

Xi Jun looked at his hastily fleeing back and laughed loudly. He glanced at the tongueless ghost with a cold look in his eyes and muttered, "You are still lucky..."

"Little brother, wait for me~"

He chased in the direction Xiao Jing escaped.

In the evening, Yang Fan went to Aunt Zhang's house for dinner, and Fu Yonghui made three-cup chicken.

Zhang Xiumei is from Ganzhou and likes to eat Three-Cup Chicken. After she got married and moved to Shangrao, Fu Yonghui learned how to make it and made it for her from time to time.

"Come, try it and see if your uncle Fu's Three Cup Chicken is delicious."

Aunt Zhang enthusiastically picked up several pieces of chicken for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan: "Thank you, Auntie." She picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. The chicken was fragrant, sweet and salty, and fresh and salty. It was very delicious!

"Delicious!" She gave Fu Yonghui a thumbs up, "Uncle Fu, the three-cup chicken you made is really delicious!"

Fu Yonghui smiled naively, "If you like it, eat more. This is chicken raised at home, it tastes good!"

That’s true. The village is spiritual and the chickens raised here must be tastier than other chickens.

"Uncle Fu, you can raise a few more chickens," Yang Fan said, "When there are more people in the village, your three-cup chicken can be made into a specialty dish of your farmhouse."

Fu Yonghui opened his mouth to speak, but Aunt Zhang spoke first.

"There aren't many people here, why would we need a farm stay?"

Aunt Zhang said angrily, "I said before that we would open a summer resort and a farm stay, but we didn't make a penny and we are in debt!"

Their house was built with borrowed money, and they only paid it back last year.

Now she gets angry whenever the topic of setting up a farm stay is mentioned.

Fu Yonghui nudged her with his crutch and signaled her with his eyes to speak more gently. Yang Fan was still here, so why did she become so anxious while talking?

"Yang Fan, don't mind it. This is just my temper," Aunt Zhang said to Yang Fan in a softer tone.

Yang Fan knew that she was impatient, so he smiled and said, "I think our village has such a good environment, and your farmhouse should be able to flourish in the future."

"Yes, now people come to the village to buy fruits from Yang Fan. I think many people will come to our village to travel and escape the summer heat in the future!"

Fu Yonghui had this idea in his mind when he saw some people coming to the village to look for Yang Fan these days.

The village has a good environment and a fruit forest with rich and delicious fruit varieties. It will develop sooner or later.

Fu Yonghui had also thought about her suggestion of raising more chickens. He had found that the chickens he raised were much tastier than those sold in the town and even tastier than the native chickens in other villages.

Besides, now that the crops grown in the fields are edible, he has begun to consider raising more chickens.

Whether the farm stay can get off the ground is one thing, but he can also make money by raising more chickens and selling them.

It’s just that the family was always in debt, and there were issues concerning the children, and my wife didn’t agree with starting a chicken farm, so the idea was put on hold.

Now that Yang Fan mentioned it, Fu Yonghui wanted to take this opportunity to talk to his wife about it, but before he could open his mouth, he heard the other party say it.

"Okay! Then let's do as you said, Yang Fan, and raise more chickens."

Fu Yonghui: “……???”

No, my dear, I have been talking to you for so long and you didn't agree. How come you agreed after Yang Fan said one sentence?

Aunt Zhang knew Yang Fan's abilities. If she said the village could develop, she would definitely be right.

She told Fu Yonghui, "Go to town tomorrow and buy some more chickens to raise."

Fu Yonghui: “Okay!”

No matter what, as long as my wife agrees with my chicken-raising business!

Aunt Zhang picked up several pieces of chicken for Yang Fan and said, "Yang Fan, when your uncle's chickens grow up, I will ask your uncle to make you three-cup chicken every day!"

"Okay!" Yang Fan agreed immediately. She also did not forget to make a request for her future Three Cups Chicken, "Uncle, remember to feed less feed. I don't like to eat feed chicken."

Fu Yonghui laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I'll raise native chickens."

After dinner, Yang Fan wanted to help clean up the dishes, but Aunt Zhang was firm and didn't let her do it.

Knowing that she had to work at night, Aunt Zhang urged her to go home early.

(End of this chapter)