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Chapter 698 The Nightmare of Wang Chuanyuan and His Wife

Wangbei County, Nanhe Town.

Since the county magistrate was re-elected for the third time and married the widow Zhou from Hujia Village, who is now known as Madam Zhang, or Lady Zhou by those who know her well, the status of Nanhe Town has risen accordingly.

Everyone says that Nanhe Town is a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, and it also governs Hujia Village. Hujia Village has a large population, and many villagers come here to buy houses. Because the town is constantly bustling with people, houses are in high demand. Some houses in good locations are priced as high as those in the prefectural city, and even then, there are no buyers; others only rent them out and don't sell them.

Qian Deyi, the middleman, quickly rose to become the number one middleman in Nanhe Town and even expanded his influence to the prefectural city. Now, when the Wang family acquires property, they mostly ask him for help.

Although Qian Deyi was greedy, he was also very principled. He served the Wang family exceptionally well and always spoke well of them, thus enhancing their reputation.

That day, Qian Deyi had just arrived in Nanhe Town from the prefectural city. He walked familiarly to Nanhe Street, where there was a four-story restaurant. The whole building was bustling with people.

The signboard at the entrance reads "Wang Family Restaurant" in large, gilded characters, and the bottom right corner is stamped with the official seal of the prefecture, indicating that this restaurant is recognized by the government and is permitted to operate normally.

Everyone has to come here just for this rare gold-plated plaque in the city.

As soon as Qian Deyi reached the door, the waiter in charge of attracting customers saw him and said with a smile, "Qian, it's unfortunate today. Your usual private room has been booked in advance by a customer. The owner told me that if you're feeling down, you can go sit in the back room. They've even prepared Biluochun tea for you."

"What's the big deal? Your business is so good, how can you always leave me an empty room? As long as the owner remembers me, I'm content!" Qian said with a smile, accepting the envious glances from the surrounding customers as he swaggered into the back room.

As soon as he entered, he saw the landlord, Wang Chuanyuan, and his wife, Xiao Zhangshi, looking worried, as if they had encountered some trouble. Qian Deyi's expression immediately changed, and he quickly asked, "Have you encountered any difficulties? If there is anything I, Qian, can do to help, please feel free to speak."

Zhang's increasingly round face showed several shifts in expression, but she ultimately did not say it directly.

“Brother Qian, this is a bit difficult to say. Come, have some tea, have some tea first.” Wang Chuanyuan chuckled and simply invited Qian Deyi to sit down at the table. After Qian Deyi had taken a couple of sips, he said, “Actually, it’s really a matter between my wife and me. We both had a bad dream yesterday, and we were thinking about whether to write to Grandma to ask her about it. To be honest, even though I’m in my thirties, I still rely on my mother a lot, so I felt a little embarrassed just now.”

Actually, that was only half the story. The couple did have some bad dreams. In one dream, their eldest son, Wang Wulang, met with misfortune. In the other, he was covered in blood and being devoured by a ferocious beast. In the third, he was reduced to a skeleton, crying out in pain.

The couple was terrified and didn't go to the front of the shop all day, nor did they have the mind to manage their business.

I originally thought of going back to the village to talk to my older brother, but I was afraid of making him worry, so I thought of writing a letter to my mother and going to Puji Temple to ask for a peace charm.

Nowadays, Puji Temple is becoming increasingly popular, and their family has a long-standing relationship with the abbot of Puji Temple. They would be relieved to have a blessed amulet.

According to Xiao Zhangshi, she also wanted to invite a Buddha statue. Wulang went to Jiangsai alone without saying a word. They knew that their descendants had long since disappeared. Now they lived in constant fear. Having a Buddha statue to worship would give them peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)