After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Leading the Team Isn’t My Thing, I’ll Just Work Till I Drop
Merit = Money!

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou’s eyes lit up, and she immediately recommended, “The Sanqing Temple on Jiulong Mountain is very effective. If you have time, you should go there and pray.”

The master had said that with more incense offerings, the golden light on the Ancestral Master’s body could be fully restored.

Slapping her forehead with her chubby hand, Zhouzhou felt regretful. How could she forget such an important thing? Her dad said that if she couldn’t lead the team, she should just work till she dropped. How could she handle everything alone when there were so many people? Of course, everyone should come together.

Stupid!

Realizing this, Zhouzhou mentioned the Sanqing Temple on Jiulong Mountain to everyone she met.

Someone asked, “Is there a master who can tell fortunes at the temple?”

Zhouzhou pondered her master’s fortune-telling skills. Even if they slightly deviated from what was written in books, her master couldn’t predict accurately. But who could look exactly like the pictures in books? So her master had never made an accurate prediction. She didn’t want to deceive people, but she also didn’t want customers to leave. So she said, “You can go to the mountain to pray, and then I can tell your fortune.”

After saying this, she realized she was being too troublesome and scratched her head in embarrassment. Looking at her fingers, she reluctantly retracted one, feeling a bit hurt. She looked at the person with puppy eyes and said, “How about I give you half price?”

Making money was so hard. Originally, she only charged two yuan for a fortune-telling, but now she was earning even less.

It was all because her master was incompetent!

Zhouzhou shook her head in frustration, cursing her master for not being steel.

Seeing his agreement, Zhouzhou’s eyes lit up. Looking at the people behind him, she said, “Everyone’s the same. Our mountain is very effective. The more people who pray, the more effective it is.”

Because with such words, the golden light on the Ancestral Master’s body would recover faster.

Hearing this, everyone nodded with smiles, but it was uncertain whether they took it to heart.

After a busy morning, Qin Er made over two hundred yuan, while Zhouzhou made nearly five hundred yuan. Although she only charged two yuan each, some people thought her predictions were accurate and gave her more.

Altogether, it was a good harvest. The two money-lovers hugged their money, laughing foolishly one after another. Now, Lu Zhaozhao looked at her with renewed admiration. Actually, Zhouzhou was quite capable as long as she wasn’t singing.

While Lu Yanyu lost his private stash, he was also lectured by Ban Shiyi, who grabbed his ear and scolded him for half a day. The tall guy, at 1.8 meters, pleaded for forgiveness with folded hands, making everyone chuckle, including the netizens.

The director, seeing the surging number of views, was in a good mood. With a wave of his hand, he instructed someone to buy a gift for Zhouzhou, ready to give it to her when she left. Thanks to her, this little girl was quite a gem. They must invite her over more often in the future.

Zhouzhou had no idea that she had unintentionally opened up another path to wealth. Carrying a bag full of vegetables, she smiled broadly, ready for lunch!

As usual, Qin Er cooked, while Xi Yan and Lu Yanyu skillfully wrote checks and enjoyed their meal heartily. Zhouzhou also ate heartily. With the money she earned through her own efforts, the meal tasted especially delicious!

Just then, there was another cry from the next room, coming out of nowhere, just like before. Zhouzhou’s hand trembled, causing her chopsticks to drop, along with a few grains of rice.

She furrowed her brows, swiftly jumped off the chair, took out a check, and ran out.

Seeing this, Qin Er hurriedly followed suit. He was also scared. If he didn’t bankrupt him today, he wouldn’t be called Qin Dafu!

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Lian Tianyi holding a phone, wailing loudly, repeatedly calling “grandma,” but with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

With his powerful backers, he dared anyone to bully him!

Just as he was thinking this, Zhouzhou ran over. He was startled, and his crying stopped for a moment as he burped.

Remembering something, he shrank back, holding up his phone menacingly. “You can’t bully me! My grandma will beat you up!”

Zhouzhou walked over and glanced at the person on the screen—a wealthy-looking old lady wearing luxurious clothes, a pearl necklace around her neck, and a pigeon-egg-sized emerald on her hand. She looked valuable but was thin-faced, giving off a somewhat harsh vibe.

Zhouzhou glanced at her and then looked away, humming lightly as she hugged her chubby arms. “Are you a three-year-old? You’re actually asking adults for help. You’re embarrassing us big kids!”

Lian Tianyi was stunned by her words, and his chubby face looked conflicted.

At this moment, Zhouzhou continued, poking his cheeks and making a funny face at him. “Blushing like a shy little girl. How will you face others if this gets out?”

Exactly!

He was the leader of their kindergarten. If he went to adults for help, the other kids would look down on him.

Just as he was about to hang up, Grandma Lian asked him to pass the phone to Wu Xiaowen.

He said, “Oh,” and handed the phone to his mother.

Wu Xiaowen hesitated, glanced at her husband, and then walked outside, whispering, “Hello, Mom.”

Watching her, Zhouzhou’s eyes flickered. Suddenly, she ran to Lian Pei and quietly slipped a talisman into his pocket.

Casually, she asked, “Uncle, how’s your mom?”

Hearing this sudden question, Lian Pei replied without hesitation, “She’s fine, treats me well, treats Xiaowen well, and even helps us take care of the kids.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp voice sounded in his ear.

“What’s the use of you? Finally found a hen that laid an egg, and you can’t even take care of my grandson properly, letting him be bullied by that bitch.”

“Do you even know how to take care of people? If you don’t, then come back home. The dishes haven’t been washed for two days.”

The voice… was his mother’s!

Lian Pei was stunned and turned to look at his wife.

At this moment, she had her phone next to her ear, apparently having switched the video call to a regular call. It was uncertain who had switched first. It should be his mother, as his wife wouldn’t dare.

But his mother had always been good to his wife, right? Why would she speak so harshly?

He suddenly remembered that his wife had told him about it before, but he had always sided with his mother. Later on, she stopped saying them. When did she stop?

He couldn’t remember.

Feeling stifled, he also felt a strange determination, making him somewhat flustered, with an inexplicable ominous feeling.

Zhouzhou looked at him, took out a bottle, poured out two pills, and asked, “Uncle, I have medicine for your eyes and ears. Do you want some?”

With just a few words, Lian Pei’s face instantly turned red. He was blind and deaf, after all, and he hadn’t noticed it for so long. He was worse than a child.

Seeing him silent, Lian Tianyi looked at him blankly, curious. “Daddy, are you sick?”

After saying that, he looked worried and yelled for a doctor before running out.

Just as Lian Pei was about to stop him, Zhouzhou quietly stretched out her chubby foot and tripped him, causing him to stumble and slow down significantly.

Seeing her action, Qin Er was somewhat surprised.

He whispered a reminder, “Caicai, be careful he doesn’t realize you’re conning him.”

They were here to make money; they couldn’t be the ones spending it.

But Zhouzhou wasn’t worried at all. She confidently patted her bag. “Don’t worry, Brother Dafu, once I sell the medicine, we’ll have money. I’ve calculated it—I’m going to make a fortune today!”