Chapter 1416

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Wang Dashan and Wang Erhai got Yang Jiu's contact information, said goodbye to Wu Banxian, and came out of Wu Banxian's house.

At this time, Wang Erhai was sitting in the driver's seat driving the car.

Wang Dashan sat in the passenger seat.

"Wu Banxian is too pitiful, right? His fortune-telling definitely made a lot of money, but who would have thought that in the end he couldn't even control his own life? Those three children of his are truly not human!"

Wang Dashan was still feeling indignant over Wu Banxian's tragic experience.

Wang Erhai, however, was thinking of something else.

He thought of his own father, Wang Zhanggen.

Back when Wang Zhanggen was diagnosed with cancer, Wang Dashan overruled all objections and insisted on giving him the best treatment, while Wang Xiaohua leaned toward choosing conservative treatment, and he, Wang Erhai, was in the middle, feeling either way was fine.

Thinking about it now, if they had chosen conservative treatment back then, would his father's final days have been like Wu Banxian's, furious at his three sons, feeling they were unwilling to pay for his treatment for the sake of money?

Don't say it — that possibility truly exists.

So-called conservative treatment maximizes benefit, but can it really let Wang Zhanggen pass his final days peacefully?

Look at Wu Banxian — it seems it cannot.

Because Wang Zhanggen's mindset is even more unstable than Wu Banxian's.

Facing death, the fear in his heart is destined to bring crazy, even twisted, struggle.

One can only say that back then, with two choices placed before them, no matter which one was chosen, a satisfactory result was impossible.

It's just that people tend to beautify the option they didn't choose at the time.

"Big Brother, perhaps, your choice back then wasn't wrong either."

Wang Erhai suddenly said this sentence.

Wang Dashan didn't react:

"Huh? What?"

Wang Erhai just said:

"Back then, you chose to give our dad the best treatment — perhaps that wasn't wrong."

Wang Dashan was stunned, then let out a dry laugh:

"It's all in the past. Why are you suddenly saying this?"

Actually, ever since Wang Zhanggen passed away, Wang Dashan had been reflecting on himself deep inside; every time he thought of his father late at night, he would wonder if the treatment back then had accelerated his father's death.

Wang Erhai just said:

"Yeah, it's in the past. Don't think about it anymore. Anyway, even if we went back, no matter how we chose, we'd still regret it in the end."

Wang Dashan didn't know what to say for a moment.

The car fell completely silent.

Only the bumpy sound of the small sedan pressing on the muddy township small road remained.

They left the village and reached the provincial road.

Wang Erhai drove the car toward this town's market.

"Why are you driving this way? Aren't we going back?"

Wang Dashan was stunned.

Wang Erhai just said:

"Aren't we having a family gathering at home tonight? We need to buy some food ingredients, otherwise there's nothing at home — what would we use for the gathering?"

Wang Dashan smiled:

"That's true! Look at my brain — I actually forgot even this!"

Then he said:

"Just buy some oil and salt, some ginger, scallion, garlic, peppers, buy some pork, tofu, and such. Chicken, fish, vegetables — no need to buy those. Chicken and fish can be gotten from your old farm, and vegetables we have in our vegetable garden."

Wang Erhai, however, said:

"That farm doesn't belong to me anymore. Better not just go take things. I don't want to owe Zhang Gui a favor over such a small matter."

Wang Dashan, however, said:

"What's there to be afraid of? I think Zhang Gui owes you a favor. Transferring that farm to him was practically giving it away!"

Wang Erhai smiled:

"Perhaps. But sold is sold — there's no taking it back."

The two went to the market, bought some dishes, and then headed back home.

On the way back, Wang Dashan dialed that Yang Jiu's number.

"Hello, Mr. Yang. I was introduced by Wu Banxian. My name is Wang Dashan. Wu Banxian said you're a Geography Master, very skilled at feng shui."

"Oh oh, so you were introduced by Old Wu. Hello hello. Feng shui-wise, I'm indeed quite skilled. Are you looking to have me check a Yin Residence or a Yang Residence's feng shui?"

"I want to ask you to take a look at my dad's grave's feng shui. May I ask when you're free?"

Yang Jiu didn't say when he was free, but instead said:

"Let me declare in advance: my fees are quite high. If you can accept that, we'll continue talking. If you can't, then we can only say we have no affinity."

Hearing this, Wang Dashan thought he had encountered a true master.

Because generally, true masters charge very high fees.

"Then Mr. Yang, give me a quote."

Wang Dashan was very polite.

Yang Jiu said:

"On my end, helping people examine graves, the standard feng shui fee is two thousand yuan, and the round-trip travel expenses, you have to reimburse, additionally that day's meals, you have to prepare for me."

Hearing this, Wang Dashan couldn't help but be stunned.

He thought two thousand yuan isn't that expensive, right?

He had thought this Yang Jiu would quote tens of thousands.

Didn't expect it to be only two thousand.

And this isn't much different from the price Wu Banxian charged his family for feng shui before.

But he didn't know, when Wu Banxian did feng shui and fortune telling for other rural people, generally each time he only charged two or three hundred, three or four hundred, rarely exceeding five hundred.

Because exceeding five hundred, many people couldn't afford it.

After all, the majority of rural people are poor.

Five hundred yuan to them is already not a small amount.

Only for their Wang Family would he open his mouth like a lion, every time demanding several thousand, several thousand.

The reason is none other!

Simply because the Wang Family has money!

Wu Banxian not only knew the Wang Family built a beautiful villa in Shangou Village!

He also knew Wang Zhanggen's eldest son bought a villa worth tens of millions in Guangzhou!

That big villa he even once went to help examine the feng shui!

That is, ever since he examined the feng shui of Wang Dashan's big villa, Wu Banxian peacefully and justifiedly demanded even higher fortune-telling fees and feng shui fees from the Wang Family.

At this time Yang Jiu spoke again:

"How about it? Can you accept this price?"

Seeing Wang Dashan stay silent for a long time, Yang Jiu thought Wang Dashan found it expensive.

So he said again:

"If you can't accept it, then please hire another expert, I'm not like Wu Banxian, only serving low-end clients, I generally only take high-quality clients' jobs!"

Wang Dashan listening to these words, felt baffled, but didn't think deeply about it.

Just hurriedly replied:

"No problem, two thousand it is, when do you have time?"

Yang Jiu said:

"This week probably won't work, it's already fully booked, earliest would be next Monday, is that okay?"

Wang Dashan said:

"I'll discuss with my two younger brothers, and contact you later."

Wang Dashan hung up the phone, then said to Wang Erhai:

"Just now Immortal Yang said, earliest he has to wait until next Monday to have time to come examine the grave for us, when do you think is good?"

Wang Erhai said:

"Then next Monday, I'll just request leave then."

But Wang Dashan said:

"Don't decide so fast yet, at dinner tonight, ask Third Brother, I must pull him back to do this together!"

Wang Erhai cried and laughed:

"Big Brother, why are you so insistent on calling Third Brother back to do this together?"

Wang Dashan said:

"He definitely has to come along! Relocating our own father's grave, if he doesn't come, what decency is that? Wouldn't people laugh if word got out? Saying us three brothers can't be of one heart!"