Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 231 Mom
In response to Mo Li's teasing and admiration, Ran Qing shook her head: "I just don't have the right to relax and have fun."

"Once I settle down, start a family, and can support myself, and my finances are no longer tight, I won't be so stressed."

After Ran Qing finished speaking, Mo Li's eyes darted around, and he suddenly said with a grin.

"By the way, I sold my Yu Han for you. I shipped it out more than a week ago. My friend found several buyers on the market, and we only negotiated the best price a couple of days ago. It sold for a total of 18,000."

"He wired the money today. As you suggested, we'll split it in half. I'll withdraw the money and give it to you tomorrow."

Mo Li's good news surprised Ran Qing.

He then nodded and thanked them.

This price is about the same as the price the girl initially mentioned.

Mo Li did not insist on giving all the money to Ran Qing, but instead split it in half as Ran Qing had requested.

This is out of respect for Ran Qing.

The next day, Mo Li kept his word and went to the bank early in the morning to withdraw nine thousand yuan in cash.

A thick wad of banknotes was handed to Ran Qing, its heavy weight causing Ran Qing to be momentarily stunned.

Although I knew in advance and was mentally prepared, I still couldn't help but feel dazed when I handled the cash.

This was absolutely the largest sum of money he had ever encountered in his life, having suffered poverty since childhood, and it all belonged to him.

With 9,000 yuan in cash, plus the 6,000 yuan inheritance left by his sixth aunt, Ran Qing would still be able to go to university even if he didn't get into the top universities or receive scholarships from the school and the city.

This means Ran Qing no longer needs to be so tense, and no longer needs to put so much pressure on herself.

His studies and life can be much more relaxed now.

Mo Li looked at the dazed Ran Qing and said with a grin, "If you still want to make money, I have connections."

"Once you've finished things here, I'll take you south to Hong Kong to swindle those heartless, rich, nouveau riche bosses in Southeast Asia."

“Let’s work together. You’ll be responsible for the real skills, and I’ll be responsible for the charade. I’ll make sure to fool those rich bosses.”

"These days, if you have real skills, you don't have to worry about not making money."

"Those nouveau riche bosses in Hong Kong are so superstitious!"

Mo Li then proposed another way to make money.

Ran Qing felt a fleeting moment of attraction.

But after the initial excitement, he immediately suppressed the urge to make quick money and shook his head, saying, "We'll see..."

He is not the only unorthodox Taoist practitioner in the world with genuine skills.

If anyone with real skills could swindle money, then Hong Kong would have been teeming with all sorts of charlatans and charlatans long ago.

He had heard that the area was prosperous and wealthy.

The Four Asian Tigers, they've got plenty of money.

But Ran Qing firmly believes that by going to university and pursuing higher education to improve herself, and by following the right path, she can live a freer and easier life.

The reason why it's called "shady business" is because it's not a sustainable or legitimate path.

Although it may bring in money quickly, such wealth is hard to retain. Even if you don't spend it recklessly, it will always be lost for various reasons.

The skills of a spirit medium can be used to protect themselves, but to give up a bright future of university studies for the sake of making quick money through such shady means is like throwing away the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed.

His father, Ran Jianfei, is a prime example.

While the Ran family's corpse-refining technique was unorthodox, their feng shui skills were genuine. If relying on feng shui or shady methods were truly sustainable, Ran Jianfei would have long since gone out to swindle and cheat, instead of staying in a remote town like Yue Zhao, living an ordinary life with his wife and daughter.

Ran Qing despised his father's principles and philosophy of life, but he had no doubt about his father's ability to refine corpses and read feng shui.

However, Ran Qing did not elaborate on this point to Mo Li.

After all, Mo Li's personality is more like that of a strict second-rate woman, living a carefree and unrestrained life and not wanting to be bound by rules and regulations.

Ran Qing is not Mo Li's parent, and has no right to interfere in other people's lives.

He carefully put the money away, took his ID card, went to the bank to open an account, and deposited the money into the savings account.

In the evening, Ran Qing called Zong Shu out as well, and then took Mo Li and Xiao Mianhua with her. The four of them went out for a mutton hot pot meal.

This was Ran Qing's first time treating someone to a meal, and having money certainly gave her a lot more confidence.

Mo Li was also very happy, and even ordered a pitcher of beer, urging Ran Qing and Long Zongshu to have a drinking contest.

The last three young men emerged from the shop, drunk and reeking of alcohol, their steps unsteady. Long Zongshu was alright; though his steps were slightly unsteady, he remained conscious and did not cause any drunken disturbances.

Mo Li drank the most, but his cheeks were only slightly flushed, and he showed no signs of drunkenness.

Ran Qing, who drank the least of the three, got completely drunk.

She was fine in the store, but she was a little unsteady on her feet and staggered a bit when walking.

As soon as she stepped out the door, a gust of night wind blew in her face, and Ran Qing's drunkenness kicked in suddenly.

In a daze, Ran Qing's vision went black and she collapsed.

When Ran Qing woke up the next day, she found herself lying in her own bed, the room empty.

According to his vague, hazy memory, it seemed that someone carried him back last night... Was it Muneki?

Ran Qing quickly dialed Zong Shu's phone number, and it rang for a long time before Zong Shu's voice came through: "Ran Qing? You're awake?"

Ran Qing asked guiltily, "Um... Zong Shu, I didn't act crazy last night when I was drunk, did I? You carried me back, didn't you?"

This was the first time in his life he had ever been drunk, and he didn't know what it was like to be drunk.

But from childhood to adulthood, he had seen many drunkards causing trouble on the streets and roads.

At this moment, Ran Qing was so drunk that she was completely unconscious. She was somewhat frightened, fearing that she had acted out while drunk last night.

But Zong Shu's voice on the phone was very calm: "No, although you were drunk, you were still very well-behaved and didn't cause any trouble. You have good manners when you're drunk."

He expressed his approval of Ran Qing's wine-making skills.

“But I was also drunk last night, and I was a little unsteady on my feet, so I went home first. Mo Li carried you back,” Long Zongshu said admiringly, “Mo Li has a great alcohol tolerance; he drank so much and didn’t get drunk.”

Ran Qing was somewhat bewildered by Zong Shu's answer.

"Did Mo Li carry me back on his back...?"

For some reason, that ominous premonition grew even stronger.

However, Zong Shu left early, and Ran Qing couldn't get any answers from him, so she had to hang up the phone.

Should we ask Mo Li now...?

Ran Qing got up and went out to brush her teeth at the entrance of the cement courtyard.

At this moment, Mo Li from the next room came out with a smile and greeted him.

Ran Qing felt a little guilty.

Because while he was washing his face and brushing his teeth, Mo Li kept glancing at him with a smile, seemingly casually.

That kind of gaze made Ran Qing's scalp tingle, and she guessed that she must have been drunk and acting crazy last night.

But after Ran Qing carefully inquired, Mo Li said that Ran Qing did not act out when drunk, and that she behaved very well when drunk.

However, her fox-like smile diminished the credibility of her words.

Perhaps Ran Qing didn't cause trouble while drunk, but rather embarrassed herself or did something stupid?
Mo Li didn't say anything, and Ran Qing didn't dare to ask anymore.

He pretended nothing was wrong and went back to his room to study.

It wasn't until the afternoon that I found a private opportunity to ask Xiaomianhua.

"Um... Sister Cotton," Ran Qing asked guiltily and cautiously, "what did I do after I got drunk last night?"

Ran Qing was a little nervous.

Little Cotton looked at him innocently and said, "You were drunk? Mo Li carried you back... You were so drunk you passed out, and you were like a rag doll all the way home."

"If I really have to say... um..."

Little Cotton tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "When you were on Mo Li's back, you kept hugging her and calling her 'Mommy, Mommy'... Does that count?"

Ran Qing's vision went black, and she felt as if the sky had fallen.

Xiao Mianhua added insult to injury: "You hummed a few times at the time, shouting and humming, like you were crying... But Mo Li said you didn't cry, you were just drunk and feeling unwell, and it's nothing serious."

Little Cotton didn't understand the horror of the matter at all, and said in a very light and cheerful tone: "Everyone had so much fun last night, Mo Li won't mind if you get drunk and have to carry you home."

"Although you must be very heavy, Mo Li won't be angry, so don't worry."

Little Cotton comforted Ran Qing like a little adult.

(End of this chapter)