Chapter 58 If you don’t work hard, your life will be hard.

Chapter 58 If you don’t work hard, your life will be hard.

Chapter 58 If you don’t work hard, your life will be hard.
After figuring it out, Xu Yichi stood there in a mess, then turned around and returned to his previous state of randomly searching for the contact information of the puppet theater troupe.

On Thursday, Xu Da received a message from his idol as expected. Lan Xuesheng asked them to go to the music store on Friday afternoon to sign the contract they had agreed on last time.

After lunch the next day, Xu Yichi and his three companions left the homestay on time. They spotted the familiar Type 50 Hong 0 at the gate of the community, as well as a young man in Taoist robes standing next to the car, who seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Wow, Taoist Priest Jiazi, what a coincidence." Bai Miaomiao, who was extremely impressed by Lu Shinian's Taoist name, spoke first. She looked the young man up and down several times without leaving a trace, and then frowned slightly almost imperceptibly - she always felt that since their Xiaoyi went to Yaoshan Temple, the frequency of their encounters with this brother seemed to be a bit high recently.

"Have you...taken on another business in this neighborhood today?"

——Is Xiaoyi the only one who didn’t sleep well and shouted that he saw a ghost?

"No... I was asked by Master Lan to pick you up and go to the piano store today, Master Bai." Lu Shinian shook his head with a half-dead face, then turned around and opened the car door for the three girls. His movements were weak but graceful, "Please come in, masters."

"...Huh?" Bai Miaomiao was stunned by the response, and her mind was unable to wrap its head around that for a moment, "Master Jiazi, is the relationship between your Yaoshan Temple and Ms. Lan so good?"

——They even help people pick up and drop off guests for free!
"Yes, Master Bai, the relationship between the temple and the music store has always been good." Even his Master Gou and Comrade Lan Ergou almost ran to the ancestor to burn incense, toast, and become sworn brothers.

——It is said that the fundamental reason why they failed to become sworn brothers was that Comrade Ergou's father, Mr. Lan, a major customer of their Yaoshan Temple who paid several visits a year, disagreed. He felt that Master Gou was old enough to be Comrade Ergou's grandfather, and that becoming sworn brothers in this way would easily mess up the generations... and would also make his own identity extremely embarrassing.

Well, no big problem.

Lu Shinian's eyes drifted away, and he pointed to two simple and plain gift boxes placed on the back seat of the van, which looked like they contained mooncakes or incense. "Plus, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the temple is busy, so Master asked me to send some Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to Master Lan."

"Oh...I see." Bai Miaomiao hesitated. She felt that something was wrong with this matter, but she couldn't really tell what the problem was. So she was so confused that she simply used the universal excuse to shirk responsibility, "But, won't this be too much trouble for you, Taoist Master Jiazi?"

"We are not related at all, and we still bother you to follow us everywhere..."

——Forget about the time when she sent Researcher Yang back. After all, it was their family’s boss Xu who came to their house to ask someone to come and help with the feng shui of their house, and he happened to run into Yang Yanan in the temple.

Even if he was really entrusted by Director Wang to bring it back to Commissioner Yang this time, then this part would be a favor between their Cultural Center and Taoist temple, and it could not be blamed on them.

And last time he helped to bring Xiaoyi along, so this can barely be counted, "because he was the one who helped to pull this connection with Ms. Lan, and as the matchmaker he should have been there when they met for the first time."

But this time it was different. No one asked him to come to their house to look at the feng shui, and it was not the first time Xiaoyi met Ms. Lan.

So, if I bring it along this time, doesn't this favor have to be attributed to their studio?

——How are they going to repay this favor?
The more Bai Miaomiao thought about it, the more complicated it became. The dough was about to wrinkle into a thin, juicy bun with big fillings.

Seeing through her thoughts, Lu Shinian couldn't help but sighed sadly: "Don't worry, Master Bai." "It's not a big deal. Not to mention that it's hard to get a taxi at this time, it's just to send two people along the way - this can't be considered a favor."

"The gift boxes that Master ordered are right there. If I don't deliver them today, I will have to deliver them tomorrow. Anyway, I am the one with the least experience and the lowest level of Taoism in Yaoshan Temple. I was the one who delivered the gift boxes in previous years."

"After delivering it to Second Master Lan today, I have to go to Yuancheng tomorrow. After that, there are many Taoist temples, monasteries and museums in Xinchuan and Yunzhong... By the way, Master Xu, when are you going to visit Senior Yang at Yunling Cultural Center? Remember to call me when you go - the things that my master wants to give to the cultural center are still piled up with me."

"It just so happens that I can find a reason to go to Yunzhong, haha." Lu Shinian looked listless, and the lifeless look on his face was not fake - he really ran errands for Chen Yingsheng everywhere until his eyes were dizzy and his head ached.

"Uh... As for the cultural center, we should go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Xu Yichi was taken aback when someone called his name unexpectedly. He subconsciously turned his head to ask for the opinion of his mother, the artist, "Isn't that right, Xiaobai?"

"Well, let's go the day after tomorrow. I'll probably have to revise the manuscript after returning from Ms. Lan today." Bai Miaomiao nodded, and when she looked at the young man in Taoist robes, she couldn't help but have a hint of sympathy in her eyes. "Then I'll trouble you for the next two days, Taoist Master Jiazi."

"——You are very tired from running errands all day long."

"It's okay, it's not hard - it's mainly because of my hard life." Lu Shinian said a cold joke expressionlessly, and then led the three people into the car.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Xinchuan Street was deserted. People drove along the road but could not see many people.

An Qing leaned against the car window and looked at the empty street. He couldn't help but tremble and exclaimed: "Wow! There are really not many cars on this road? No wonder Taoist Master Jiazi said it was difficult to get a taxi."

——Before, they either stayed in the B&B and frantically revised manuscripts without going out, or stayed in a scenic spot or museum for the whole day. They really didn’t pay attention to the problem of difficulty in getting a taxi at noon!
"Yes, the locals in Jin Province are taking a nap at this time. If you want to take a taxi, you have to wait until at least after 2 o'clock - 2:30 or 3 o'clock, when there will be more cars." Lu Shinian casually added, "In their eating habits, staple foods account for a relatively high proportion, and they feel dizzy at noon."

"By the way, Master Xu, have you told the other masters about the situation at the piano store?"

——These days, newly graduated college students are generally fragile. The last time Xu Yichi’s soul was called back, he was almost worried to death. He didn’t want to call someone’s soul back again this time.

"Uh... sorry, I forgot to say it." Xu Yichi touched her nose awkwardly after being reminded. After she finished speaking, she quickly brought out the words that Lu Shinian had told her last time, and carefully instructed Bai Miaomiao and the other two - and emphasized to remind them not to casually pull off the bird head cover on the 鵸鵸.

The remaining two people didn't understand what the little girl meant, but when they saw that the little girl was speaking very seriously, they nodded and agreed in a daze.

Half an hour later, the car stopped steadily outside the piano store. The girl in Hanfu got out of the car, looked up and saw the figures inside the glass door, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

　I hate my aunt. My stomachache should be gone tomorrow so I can go to the library and write well. Otherwise, I don’t know what the hell I’m writing ()

　　(End of this chapter)