Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

Chapter 157 The Debt Collector

Zhao Xuejun saw Shen Qingzhou carrying the child and walking towards him from afar. A hint of joy flashed across his face, and his lips moved as if he was about to speak, but in the end, it turned into a deep sigh.

He turned to look at his elderly mother beside him.

Grandma Fengying was his only concern in this world.

Now that the old lady has passed away, he should have no more worries, let go of all his obsessions, and accompany his mother to the underworld for reincarnation, to start anew.

But he was unwilling, truly unwilling.

The family business they worked so hard to build up over a lifetime was usurped by outsiders.

The daughter he cherished since childhood has become a vengeful spirit, helping outsiders harm his own brother, ruining his father, and now even his elderly grandmother is not spared.

The old lady is already this old, what threat could she pose to them?

They won't even let her live out her last few years in peace. Those beasts.

Zhao Xuejun grew angrier the more he thought about it. He hadn't originally planned to greet Shen Qingzhou, but he turned around and went straight to meet her.

"Xuejun, what's wrong?" Grandma Fengying looked puzzled and followed his gaze to see Shen Qingzhou holding the child.

She immediately smiled kindly, "Oh, it's Xiao Zhou, visiting his grandma again? Sister Song has really raised a good child."

Zhao Xuejun didn't reply. He walked up to Shen Qingzhou, his face full of bitterness: "Mr. Shen—"

When he first saw Shen Qingzhou, he had no intention of going up to her.

After all, he had already asked the other party several times before, and had been rejected each time.

Now that the old lady has passed away, the money she entrusted to her is definitely unrecoverable, and without money, the other party will not help her.

But the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, so he rushed up again, wanting to beg Shen Qingzhou once more.

Shen Qingzhou didn't respond to him immediately, but only glanced at him indifferently before her gaze fell on Grandma Fengying, who had followed behind him: "What happened? Grandma Fengying was in good health when we last met, how could she have suddenly passed away?"

Zhao Xuejun glanced back at his elderly mother and said in a very low voice, "There was an accident on the stairs. She missed a step and fell down."

"Was it really an accident?" Shen Qingzhou raised an eyebrow and asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuejun suddenly forced a smile, a smile more painful than a grimace: "They did it very discreetly, but I'm a ghost now, how could they possibly hide it from me? They deliberately harmed the old lady."

"Was your daughter an accomplice too?"

Shen Qingzhou was really curious about that ungrateful daughter. What kind of person was she who would help outsiders and be so ruthless to her own relatives?

"She knew about it, but pretended not to see it and didn't even try to stop her, which is tantamount to acquiescing." Zhao Xuejun's voice was full of exhaustion and despair.

Shen Qingzhou sighed inwardly, feeling truly sorry for Zhao Xuejun. How could he have given birth to such a thing?

No, this isn't a daughter, it's clearly a debt collector.

At this moment, Grandma Fengying also came forward. Seeing Shen Qingzhou speaking to her son, she looked surprised and said, "Xiaozhou, you can see us?"

"Yes, Grandma Fengying, I was born with the ability to see ghosts." Shen Qingzhou nodded in response, while secretly observing Daidai in her arms out of the corner of her eye as she spoke.

The little guy was hugging a giraffe plush toy, his eyes unfocused, looking dazed.

They were neither surprised that Shen Qingzhou was talking to thin air, nor did they give Zhao Xuejun and his mother a second glance because of their presence.

Am I overthinking things?

Aunt Yin's previous comment, "Who did you learn this from? A dog isn't a horse," led him to mistakenly believe that Daidai also had the ability to see ghosts and that he had seen Xiao Qiu riding a dog and was imitating her.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

Jiang Xinyue, standing to the side, showed no surprise at all when she saw Shen Qingzhou speaking to an empty space. She simply stood quietly and waited.

"I've already had someone investigate your matter, and it's not too different from what you told me. I was originally planning to agree to help you, but I didn't see you last time I came." After Shen Qingzhou finished speaking, her gaze swept over Grandma Fengying beside her.

The old woman looked completely bewildered, clearly having no idea what they were talking about.

Zhao Xuejun quietly shook his head at Shen Qingzhou, who suddenly realized that the old lady still didn't know about these things.

He immediately changed his mind: "Then let's talk again next time. I'm going to visit my grandma first."

"Okay, okay." Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuejun's face instantly lit up with joy. Shen Qingzhou's words clearly indicated that she was going to take charge of this matter.

Just then, Lin Yunong, who had been wandering around, returned with Xiao Qiu.

Upon seeing the two "people," Zhao Xuejun and his mother were also quite surprised.

Shen Qingzhou ignored them and carried Daidai straight inside. Soon, she found Grandma Song in the nursing home's reading room.

The reading room not only has all kinds of books, but also the latest newspapers, and even thoughtfully provides reading glasses and table lamps.

So every night, many elderly people who can't sleep like to come here to pass the time.

"Don't disturb other people's reading, push me outside for a walk."

Grandma Song put down her magazine, smiled, and took Daidai from Shen Qingzhou's arms, letting her sit on her lap. Her rough hands gently stroked the little girl's rosy cheeks: "Daidai, did you miss Grandma?"

Shen Qingzhou pushed the wheelchair out, and when they reached the entrance of the reading room, Daidai suddenly said "Oh".

The sound was crisp and loud, attracting many elderly people who were reading to look up.

"It's Renmei's grandson who came to see her again. She's so lucky."

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"That's because of the good deeds she did when she was young. A couple of days ago, a man and a woman came to see her too."

"That's perfectly normal. Grandma Song is a kind person, so naturally she will be rewarded."

The elderly people lowered their voices and muttered to themselves.

The "beautiful woman" they were referring to was Grandma Song's name. Grandma Song had a particularly beautiful name: Song Renmei.

In fact, Shen Qingzhou was not the only one who came to visit Grandma Song.

Not all the children she raised from childhood were ungrateful.

However, many people have their own lives and families, and they are busy making a living on weekdays, so they don't have much free time. But whenever they have free time, they will still come to visit Grandma Song.

The couple the old folks were talking about must be Shen Wenjie and Song Tianqing.

Besides Shen Qingzhou, they were the two people who visited Grandma Song the most frequently.

Once outside the reading room, Grandma Song immediately looked at Jiang Xinyue standing to the side and asked with a smile, "Who is this? Aren't you going to introduce her to me?"

"Grandma, this is Jiang Xinyue. She's temporarily taking over the orphanage's accounts."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Song frowned and immediately asked, "Where is Cuiping?"

"Accountant Jiang has gone abroad to help take care of her son's children. She doesn't have time to manage the accounts at the welfare home right now."

"Abroad?" Grandma Song looked surprised.

"Yes, her son is very successful abroad. He's always doing business with foreigners, married a foreign wife, and immigrated overseas," Shen Qingzhou said with a grin.

He had absolutely no intention of showing his grandmother Jiang's letter.

Even without opening the letter, one knows what it will contain: nothing more than guilt, pleas for forgiveness, and a bunch of self-justifications and attempts to atone for one's sins.

Since that's the case, it's better to talk to Grandma like this now, and leave her with a good memory.

Grandma didn't say anything when she heard this, but just stared straight at Shen Qingzhou, making his back tense and his forehead instantly bead with sweat.

If there's one person he loves most in this world, it's definitely Grandma Song, but the person he fears most is also Grandma Song.

He wasn't afraid of Grandma Song beating him; he was just afraid that Grandma Song would be disappointed in him.

"Oh~"

Just then, Daidai, who was sitting on Grandma Song's lap, moved his little legs, as if wondering why he wasn't walking.

Grandma then came to her senses, sighed, and said, "You're in charge of the orphanage now. The children all depend on you for their livelihood. Just keep that in mind and do what you think is best. You don't need to ask me."

Then she ignored Shen Qingzhou and turned to Jiang Xinyue, her tone gentle: "Miss Xinyue, our Xiaozhou is very simple-minded. If he does anything inappropriate in the future, please be more tolerant of him."

Jiang Xinyue looked puzzled. Was he naive?

He's really good at it.

Thinking of this, a blush involuntarily appeared on her face.