Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 252 - 251: Uncle Zhong, Mianmian is very busy recently

Chapter 252: Chapter 251: Uncle Zhong, Mianmian is very busy recently

Yang Xian found it strange and, in the next second, saw that the other person appeared beside him.

Those round, wide-open eyes sized him up and down before revealing a sudden realization with a smile, "Oh, it’s you!"

Yang Xian frowned, "What about me?"

The purple-robed official just touched his goatee and then transformed into a wisp of green smoke, rushing into Su Chenyi’s car.

Mianmian was sleeping soundly when she felt a sudden, rather painful bounce on her smooth head.

She opened her eyes to see a face with a goatee staring back at her.

"Ah, Uncle Zhong Kui, why have you come?"

Zhong Kui raised an eyebrow, "Why, can’t your Uncle Zhong come?"

Mianmian’s voice was sweet and childish, "It’s not that, it’s just that Uncle Cui usually comes, so Mianmian thought it was strange."

Zhong Kui accepted Little Bun’s explanation with a raised eyebrow and then crossed his Erlang’s legs in the car, laughing proudly, "I got Cui Yu drunk, so of course, it’s me who’s here."

"Oh, I see," Mianmian nodded, and then asked another question, "So, Uncle Zhong, what brings you here?"

Zhong Kui said, "I came to tell you, that thing you made before called a computer, it’s really useful. Now we need to mass-produce them, so hurry up and find people to make them. Also, those couple ghosts said on their own that they’re good at sorting out files but not at management. We need someone who already knows how to help out in the Underworld, to choose suitable talents from among the spirits in Fengdu waiting for reincarnation. And, Uncle Zhong also wanted to come see you and the present world."

True to his military officer origins, Zhong Kui said such a long string of words with proper cadence, without even needing to catch his breath.

Officials of the Underworld received strict rules that they must not casually stroll into the mortal realm without cause. Back when Zhong Kui had just become a judge, he was a famous ghost catcher in the mortal world, even known as a Celestial Master, appearing wherever dangerous demons lurked. Now, however, it wasn’t possible, and he could only stay in the Underworld, unable to come out at will.

Having come up now and seen for himself, Zhong Kui had a very practical sense of the "immense changes in the human world."

The car kept driving, and though it was night, the city was still as bright as day.

Was this the so-called glitz and glamour, the colorful world those little ghosts talked about?

Indeed, it was quite flashy.

Mianmian noticed Zhong Kui looking outside with longing in his eyes and asked, "Do you like the mortal world now, Uncle Zhong?"

Zhong Kui stroked his goatee and laughed heartily, "I wouldn’t say like or dislike; I just find it all very novel. Such a bustling scene, so many colors in the lanterns, it’s completely different from the Underworld."

In the Underworld, even if there were lights, it was that kind of gloomy blue and green light from magic, marking the Underworld’s chilly horror, nothing like the mortal world’s multitude of colors.

Mianmian smiled sweetly, in her soul state, she could fly close to Zhong Kui’s face.

"This is the first time Mianmian has seen such beautiful night scenery, and I was very surprised too! There are no such beautiful lights on the mountain."

That’s how chatting goes, having a common topic makes it enjoyable. Especially when the other person resonates with you, you naturally have much more to say.

Zhong Kui was feeling this way right now.

"How exactly are these lamps made?" Zhong Kui asked. "Also, that little ghost mentioned that if the Underworld had computers and mobile phones, we wouldn’t need magic – we could just use computers and phones to contact others. Is that true?"

"Yes, it’s true." Mianmian turned and pointed to the small bag inside her body, "I have a little phone, and I can call my great-great-grandchildren. I wonder if you’ll be able to take calls in the Underworld after you have phones. Then we wouldn’t need to write letters to you."

Zhong Kui quite liked this idea.

He looked at the exquisitely lovely Little Bun beside him and said earnestly, "In that case, you make that mobile phone for Uncle Zhong."

Mianmian’s eyes widened, she silently stared at Zhong Kui, not speaking.

She was so busy recently! There were still several days of shooting left, and during the shoot, she also had to live-stream. How could she have any free time?

Little Bun hoped that the Uncle Zhong in front of her would understand her reluctance because her mother said that an adult’s silence is a refusal. She used such a mature adult tactic to respond, so Uncle Zhong would definitely understand!

Zhong Kui did indeed understand Little Bun’s meaning. When he was a brash young man, he really didn’t understand the ways of the world, which was why he had rushed headlong to his death in front of the Emperor and lost his physical body to become a ghost.

Now at his age, how could he still not understand?

But he decided to pretend not to understand!

Troubling a child was also a kind of joy in his long life. Besides, he really did want a mobile phone made by Mianmian herself, as that would be truly meaningful.

Determined, Zhong Kui pretended to continue admiring the night view, while covertly observing Little Bun’s expression with the corner of his eye.

Little Bun’s face showed surprise as if she couldn’t believe he would ignore her silent plea, her little eyebrows vividly furrowing.

After hesitating for a while, she still spoke up, "Um, Uncle Zhong, Mianmian has been really busy lately, she might not have time..."

"Time’s up, Uncle Zhong has to go back now." Zhong Kui revealed his pearly whites, interrupting Mianmian with a radiant smile.

Mianmian: ???

Why is he leaving already? Isn’t this bad?

She still wanted to refuse Zhong Kui’s request and was trying to quickly finish her sentence when Zhong Kui suddenly vanished from sight.

"You go back to your body yourself, and also, a girl looks cuter with hair. Right now, you look like a marinated egg, making Uncle Zhong crave one!"

Zhong Kui might have disappeared, but he left a message for Mianmian.

Mianmian’s brows furrowed even more tightly, her little face looking like a bitter gourd.

This is so difficult, why does she know an adult like Uncle Zhong with such a thick face? It’s really tough! So frustrating!

Because Zhong Kui had forced a task upon her, the next day at the crew, Mianmian contacted her grandnephew Su Chenjin to inquire about the mass production of computers mentioned before.

Su Chenjin had already arranged for a production line factory to be built, and it had just started operating; he had also hired some craftsmen who still persisted in making paper offerings.

Since this was for an Underworld endeavor, doing well might result in spiritual rewards, so Su Chenjin still acted in Mianmian’s name.

He hoped to help Little Auntie accumulate enough merit as much as possible.

Lately, the progress of accruing merit seemed quite rapid, Su Chenyi even mentioned this morning that he saw Little Auntie holding a small bottle giggling, it must be because the spiritual rewards inside had increased.

Setting up the factory to mass-produce paper computers and mobile phones was something Su Chenjin could still help with. But sending management talents to the Underworld was something he, no matter how capable, couldn’t do.

Senior executives with the skills for a big company earned enough to live lavishly every year.

Asking them to give up everything in the mortal world to become managers in the Underworld wasn’t quite right. Nor was it appropriate for him to get them to work two jobs.

This task had to be done by Little Auntie herself.

After hearing this, Mianmian nodded, "Okay, Mianmian will try and see if the talent can be found."

Divination was something Mianmian had already done once during a live-stream fortune-telling session.

Mianmian took out her copper coins.

After the divination, Little Bun frowned, her face contorted with conflict.

Su Chenyi, knowing Little Auntie was divining, asked, "Little Auntie, how did it go?"

Mianmian put away her copper coins and replied, "The divination shows that the person with the destiny for this job is in the north, 60 li away from us. He is between the Yin and Yang, and in a sequence of Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, is the fourth one, surnamed Ding."

Su Chenyi: "Now that we know the location and surname, can’t we just send someone to look for him?"

Mianmian shook her head seriously, "It’s not easy to find. That place is right across from my grandnephew’s company, the Lu Family’s company."

The Lu Family?

Su Chenyi glanced at Lu Xuan not far away.

Wasn’t that the home of Lu Xuan’s foster parents? The Lu Family had previously attempted to harm Big Brother with some witchcraft and even caused his wife Lu Xuan to fall ill. And now the talent needed by the Underworld is in the Lu Family’s company?