Chapter 85 Looking for the Lost Sister
Yang Fan turned the lightning wood and walked briskly back to the post station to sit down. He looked at the frightened old lady and said, "Go on, how are you going to pay for finding someone? Who are you looking for?"

It took the old lady a long time to recover from Yang Fan's beating of the ghost messenger, and she spoke haltingly.

"I...I...I'll ask...my son to pay."

Yang Fan quoted the price expertly, "Okay, then will you call your son or send him something to tell him about this? If you send something, it will be 500,000 yuan, and if you call, it will be 100,000 yuan per minute."

"If you want to ask someone to tell your fortune, it will cost one thousand yuan."

"It's all...it's all right..."

This master even dares to fight the ghost messenger, he is so powerful!

The old lady came back to her senses and walked to Yang Fan with eager eyes. "Master, I want to find someone named Zhou Shuhui, my sister. Can you help me see if she is alive or dead?"

"If she's alive, can you help me find out where she is now?"

Zhou Shuhui...even the name is the same.

Yang Fan asked her, "Do you know your birth date?"

"I know, I know. My sister was born on November 6, 1950, at the hour of Chen."

The old lady said that her name was Zhou Shufang and Zhou Shuhui was her youngest sister. When she was young, she took her sister to the street to see a doctor and accidentally lost her.

She searched for decades but couldn't find her. She died of illness at the age of 68. Finding her sister has always been her obsession.

"Master, can you help me calculate, is my sister still alive?"

Yang Fan looked at her deeply and said, "Your sister is still alive, but I can't figure out where she is for now. Come back next time."

Hearing that her sister was still alive, Zhou Shufang excitedly said several good words, her voice choked with sobs, "Then I won't take the package for now, I'll come back next time."

"Well, you go back first."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Zhou Shufang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked back to the underworld with a smile.

Yang Fan watched her leave and his gaze slowly moved into the distance.

So close, yet separated for half a lifetime.

After a night, it is time for workers to get up and go to work.

After Luo Jiahe and Chen Chunhua got up, they found that their colds were healed. Originally, one of them had a cough and the other had a stuffy nose, and no matter how much medicine they took, it didn't get better.

But after eating those fruits last night, they all felt better after waking up from a good sleep.

"Chunhua, what your mother said is true!" Luo Jiahe's face was full of excitement, "My nose is unblocked."

Chen Chunhua never thought that what his old lady said was actually true, that eating loquats can really cure colds.

"Why don't you thank me quickly then?"

"Don't thank me yet," Luo Jiahe urged, "Help me contact your mother and ask that master if he can help me find someone."

Maybe what the aunt said is true, he is really a master!
"impossible."

"No matter what, you can use it first."

Chen Chunhua still didn't believe it, but she still called her mother. She also wanted to ask where the fruit came from and asked her to help send some over.

Not long after the call was connected, Aunt Zheng on the other end answered the call.

When she heard that they wanted to ask the master, Aunt Zheng blurted out everything she hadn't finished saying yesterday.

Because of Chen Chunhua's interruption yesterday, she didn't talk about what happened at the bus station and what happened to Sun Zhilan.

Now she blurted it all out at once. The more Chen Chunhua and Luo Jiahe listened, the wider their eyes opened. It was so magical.

"Auntie, do you have the contact information of this master?" Seeing that Aunt Zheng showed no sign of stopping, Luo Jiahe couldn't wait to interrupt her.

"Or can you send me an address? I have something I want to consult a master about."

When Aunt Zheng heard that she wanted to find a fortune teller, she enthusiastically sent Yang Fan's contact information and address to Luo Jiahe.

Luo Jiahe got the contact information and called Yang Fan immediately. At that time, Yang Fan was picking fruits on the mountain. The phone in her pocket rang. She stopped picking fruits, took out her phone and saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number from Shenzhen.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Master Yang Fan?"

"it's me."

"Master, hello, I want to have my fortune told. I want you to help me find someone."

Yang Fan: "The phone number is my WeChat. Add me on WeChat and send me a photo of the person you are looking for. I will give you 1,000 yuan for each divination."

"Good good!"

Less than half a minute after she hung up the phone, Yang Fan received a friend request on WeChat. She accepted the friend request and the other party sent her a photo.

It was a very old photo. It showed a little girl, thin and small, who looked about eight or nine years old. She was smiling brightly at the camera.

She looked at the photo and murmured, "What a coincidence."

"Boss, it's time to eat!" Xiao Lin's voice came from the mountain.

Yang Fan responded loudly, "Coming."

She replied to the other party and asked him to come find her, and sent him the address.

Then, without waiting for the other party's reply, he put the phone back in his pocket.

On the other side, when Luo Jiahe saw that Yang Fan asked her to come find her, she immediately took leave, contacted her parents, and rushed to Yang Fan's house.

Her intuition told her that they would definitely find news about the person this time.

Yang Fan packed up his things and went down the mountain to have breakfast.

After breakfast, she went to Grandma Zhou's house alone, carrying the freshly picked fruits.

Grandma Zhou was sitting alone at the door, staring at the empty road in a daze, her eyes were numb and dull. When she saw Yang Fan coming, a light lit up in her eyes.

She subconsciously forced a smile and stood up to greet her, "Yang Fan, why are you here?"

Yang Fan shook the frame in his hand and said, "I'm here to bring you some fruit."

"Why are you sending me fruit again? I've already finished the last one you sent me," Grandma Zhou said in rejection. "You should take it back and sell it. How much would so much fruit cost?"

She felt a little sorry for the basket full of fruit.

"Fruit is worth a few dollars. Pick whatever fruit you like."

Yang Fan walked straight into the house, found a basin familiarly, and poured all the fruits into it.

Grandma Zhou: "It's mainly because I can't eat much by myself, so give me less."

She is the only one at home now, how can she eat so much?

Yang Fan: "It's okay. This fruit won't spoil for a while. You can keep it and eat it slowly. If you have guests at home, you can use it to entertain them."

"There are no guests coming to my house," Grandma Zhou said this with a look of loneliness in her eyes.

She raised two sons and two daughters in her life, but they all work outside now. Her husband died a long time ago, and she has been alone at home.

On weekdays, apart from these old men and women in the village, there are not many relatives or friends to visit. Even the children who work and study outside only come back once every one or two years.

She is alone at home all year round.

Yang Fan carried the empty basket to the door and sat down to rest. Grandma Zhou sat next to her.

Grandma Zhou looked at her, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything for a long time.

Yang Fan spoke first, "Grandma Zhou, yesterday someone came to me and asked me to tell her fortune and find someone. She said her name was Zhou Shufang and she was looking for her sister Zhou Shuhui."

In an instant, the air became quiet.

Grandma Zhou looked at Yang Fan blankly.

(End of this chapter)