Don't be too sweet

Chapter 472 Don't Do Something Bad ([-])
Chapter 472 Don't Do Something Bad ([-])

"Tell me, where?"

Zhang Qiaoshou was actually a little nervous, and also vaguely passionate, after all, this is a storefront!
"It's in the direction of the town towards the county seat, at the corner of Maoer Street," He Guangming hesitated to say.

"Ah, where?" Zhang Qiaoshou still didn't understand, because Maoer Street is a street that business travelers must pass through, so that street is very expensive.

"No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-], Maoer Street!" He Guangming closed his eyes and reported the location as if he were dead.

"Ah?" Zhang Qiaoshou didn't know where He Guangming reported at first, so he was stunned.

He Xiangqian widened his eyes and jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, getting a little impatient, his eyes suddenly turned black.

"Isn't that... the place of the ghost shop?" After He Qiangqian said this, his eyes went dark again, and he sat back on the chair.

Zhang Qiaoshou finally came to his senses, and his eyes widened: "Where do you think you bought it?!" When she spoke, her voice rose unconsciously and became sharp.

Obviously, Zhang Qiaoshou also had objections to buying those three stores.

"Mother, what kind of ghosts are there in this world? Right? Have you ever seen ghosts?" He Shanshan asked with her eyes wide open.

Zhang Qiaoshou was amazed, but...that was the story of ghosts and gods!
"Don't you all say that if you don't do bad things, are you not afraid of ghosts calling at your door in the middle of the night? Has our family ever done bad things?" He Shanshan asked back.

He Xiangqian's expression darkened. In his opinion, He Xianghou's death was his fault!

"My eldest brother and my second brother and I lived a bright and honest life, but we didn't do anything wrong. We are not afraid!" He Shanshan assured, patting her chest.

Obviously, He Xiangqian's eyes were still dim and dull.

Zhang Qiaoshou was worried about He Xiangqian, and there was nothing he could do.

"Anyway, I've already bought those three stores. I can't go back on my purchase. The red seals have already been printed." He Shanshan took out the deeds of the stores and showed them.

Zhang Qiaoshou and He Xiangqian were in a complicated mood.

"When you bought that storefront, you were doomed to lose it in your hands. Now you bought it for 100 taels. Maybe you'll sell it at a loss later on!" Zhang Qiao said earnestly in sign language.

"Impossible!" He Shanshan shook her head decisively.

"Shanshan!"

Zhang Qiao frowned, why didn't her daughter listen to persuasion? !

"I don't believe in ghost shops! Even if there is a problem, it's man-made! Just tidy up the backyard now, and my brother and I will go live for one night and have a look!"

He Shanshan said loudly.

He Xiangqian and Zhang Qiaoshou couldn't persuade He Shanshan, and now that the name on the house deed was her again, there was nothing he could do, so he could only turn a blind eye and close one eye, and let it be for the time being!
. . . . . .

Early the next morning—

In the town, where He Shanshan and the others are setting up a stall——

Jiang Tong'er is still working hard to raise He Shanshan, and she will do her best to do whatever she can!
He Guangming's business over there is also very good, and the noodles have increased from fifty catties to eighty catties.

It is still the kind that only sells in the morning, and when it is sold in the morning, it will be closed and returned home, and it will not be displayed in the afternoon.

That is early, it is morning, and it is also their busiest time.

"Who is He Guangming?"

Suddenly someone shouted there.

"I am," He Guangming looked over in doubt.

A middle-aged man came over with a pale face and asked, "That ghost shop on Maoer Street, but are you going to buy it?"

"Yes," He Guangming nodded, not understanding what this man was looking for him for.

"I'm really fed up!" The middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand to pull his hair in pain, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)