My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 8 The taste of broken love is like bitter coffee!
  "Junior brother, order me a glass of Miss Ren's drink."

Wen Cai secretly glanced at Ren Tingting, pulled Wang Xiao and whispered.

Wang Xiao glanced at Wencai speechlessly.

This is the first time in my life that I have seen someone seeking death.

Wang Xiao looked at Uncle Jiu and Si Mu again, "Uncle and Master, what do you want to drink?"

Ren Fa and Ren Tingting both wanted coffee. With so many people ordering it, Uncle Jiu thought it must be delicious. He smiled casually and said, "Bring me a cup of coffee too."

Wang Xiao looked around silently.

A person who loves to show off his eyes would naturally not let his apprentice compete with him. He coughed dryly and said, "Let's have a cup of coffee. I drink it often in the provincial capital. It tastes good."

I've seen it all, I've seen it all, it's what he wants, it's none of my business.

After silently giving Simu a thumbs up, Wang Xiao snapped his fingers at the waiter.

The waiter bowed slightly, took the menu and left.

"Uncle Jiu, regarding my late father's coffin removal and burial, have you chosen a good day?"

After saying hello, it’s natural to get down to business.

The business at home is getting worse and worse, and Ren Zhan's hair is turning gray.

I have tried all kinds of methods, but still no improvement.

Later, a friend told him that whether the family's luck and wealth were prosperous or not had something to do with the ancestral graves.

Only then did Ren Fa vaguely remember the friend's suggestion.

Twenty years ago, a Feng Shui master told him that his father must be moved twenty years after his burial, otherwise it would be bad for the family.

Business has been poor in the past few years, and he has been worrying about business every day, so he has forgotten about it.

Thinking of Uncle Jiu, who was very famous in the town, he decided to let Uncle Jiu take charge of this matter. He had already greeted Uncle Jiu some time ago.

I invited Uncle Jiu over today just to ask if the date has been confirmed.

"Master Ren, I advise you to think carefully about this kind of thing. It is better to stay silent than to move. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to move..."

"I've thought about it very clearly."

Ren Fa waved his hand, interrupting Uncle Jiu's persuasion.

"The Feng Shui practitioner said back then that the coffin must be moved and buried in 20 years. This would be best for my family."

"Master Ren, please tell the truth."

Si Mu, who probably understood what was going on, also advised: "If your family's business is not bad, there is no need to alarm the ancestors."

"The ancestral graves are related to the wealth of future generations, but there are too many conditions for moving the graves. If there is a problem with one of them, disturbing the ancestors will not only do no good, but will have the opposite effect."

Someone paid for a foreign tea, and Si Mu didn't want to eat it in vain, so she kindly gave her some advice.

As for senior brother's business, I think that with his ability, he is not short of this little money.

Besides, he was telling the truth.

If something goes wrong and the Ren family's fortune gets worse instead of improving, the loss will be the reputation of the senior brother.

The feng shui of relocating a grave depends on the individual. If there is a problem in an ordinary person's home, the senior brother can just take action and correct it.

If something goes wrong in a wealthy family like the Ren family, it will soon spread throughout the entire circle. How will the senior brother take over the business of the big family?

"I can understand Taoist Master Simu's good intentions." Ren Fa sighed softly, "I won't hide it from you, if the family can still live well, I will naturally not touch my late father."

"Since my late father was buried, the family's business has been getting worse day by day, and now it's in jeopardy."

"I've tried all kinds of ways to find connections and spend money, but the results are still getting worse day by day. It's obviously a good appearance and the previous business is prosperous, but when it comes to selling the same thing to me, it can't even be sold to the same people."

"Sometimes when I go shopping for goods, I ask someone to check that it hasn't rained for a few days, but as soon as we go out, it rains continuously. And it only rains in my area. The one who walks a mile farther than me has a sunny day."

"There are all kinds of other unlucky things. If it weren't for my Ren family having some wealth, I'm afraid they would have been in ruins long ago."

Wang Xiao's face was full of admiration.

After 20 years of bad luck, the Ren family is still the richest man in Renjia Town. This family's wealth is not ordinary!

Ren Fa's face was full of sadness and he sighed: "Seeing that things are getting worse day by day, I thought about this and wanted to change the family's fortune by moving the grave."

Ren Tingting, who was on the side, saw her father's face full of sadness and heard about the situation at home for the first time. She reached out and grabbed her father's hand, with a look of distress on her face.

Ren Fa patted Ren Tingting happily, and said to the silent Uncle Jiu and Si Mu: "Two Taoist priests, I accept your wishes, but at this time, the Ren family has no way out, and I must move this grave." .”

Ren Fa said it so straightforwardly, and Uncle Jiu didn't try to persuade him any more. He nodded and said, "In that case, we'll start digging and lift up the coffin in three days." Ren Fa looked happy and was very satisfied with the time.

In fact, if possible, he would like his father to change places today so that his son can make a fortune as soon as possible.

If he could have another son, he would treat everyone in the town to a table with flowing water, even the big yellow dog who looked after the door.

"Then what do we, the descendants, need to prepare?"

"Of course, oops..."

Wencai, who hadn't spoken for a long time, was about to interrupt when Wang Xiao picked up the biscuits that had been served in advance on the table and stuffed them into this guy's mouth.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Wencai and said to Ren Fa: "Purify yourself and bathe every day, burn incense and offer sacrifices to your ancestors, and only eat Jiduzhai for three days."

After glancing at Ren Tingting next to him, Uncle Jiu leaned closer to Ren Fa's ear and whispered.

Ren Fa smiled awkwardly and nodded repeatedly.

"Dad, what did Uncle Jiu tell you?" Ren Tingting asked curiously.

"cough..."

Ren Fa coughed dryly, "Nothing, here comes the coffee, drink coffee, drink coffee."

"Master Ren, Huang Baiwan is here, please come over."

At this time, the foreman came over and said something.

Ren Fa frowned slightly, nodded to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, you guys eat first, I'll go say hello to my friends."

Uncle Jiu responded with a smile. He lowered his head and was about to drink coffee when he was dumbfounded.

One cup of black and one cup of white, which one should I drink?

Thinking of my junior brother saying that he had drunk coffee just now, I asked in a low voice: "Junior brother, you have drank it, how should you drink it?"

Where can I go with my four eyes?

He just said it casually, thinking that coffee was just like tea and could be drunk as soon as it was served.

If I had known it was one black and one white, I wouldn't have been so excited just now.

He laughed dryly, wanting to learn how Ren Tingting drank.

As a result, Ren Tingting didn't drink coffee at all. At this time, she and Wang Xiao were eating snacks and talking about the provincial capital.

Who is Simu? He's a dead duck with a very tough mouth.

Just at this time, a man who seemed to prefer drinking pure coffee turned to the table next to him, picked up the black one and took a sip directly.

Then he frowned, took another sip of milk, and instantly felt confident.

"Senior brother, you better go out and see more, otherwise you won't understand some new things."

As he said that, he picked up the black cup and took a big sip.

The expression in his eyes as he drank the coffee was wonderful.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Wang Xiao, who had caught a glimpse of him a long time ago, asked deliberately with a smile on his lips.

Four eyes widened and he swallowed the bitter coffee in his mouth.

Good guy, it tastes worse than traditional Chinese medicine.

"I didn't see it, I was drinking coffee."

"Oh…"

He reached for the black coffee that Uncle Jiu was about to pick up, added milk and sugar, and then handed the mixed coffee to Uncle Jiu with his eyes wide open.

"I heard foreigners say that the taste of bitter coffee is like recalling the feeling of a broken love. Everyone who loves to drink bitter coffee has an unforgettable love."

Wang Xiao shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect that Master, you also like to drink bitter coffee."

"Uncle, please drink coffee."

"puff!"

When Ren Tingting heard this, she looked at her eyes, which were wrinkled with pain and mixed with anger, then she covered her mouth and laughed.

Uncle Jiu also suppressed his smile, looked around, and showed his original expression.

(End of this chapter)