Chapter 182: Good Luck in Opening

Su Luo's low moan was soon replaced by a thin gasp, and her body, which was dodging backwards, fell on the bed under Li Rusong's deliberate suppression. The more ambiguous the scene was, the more it seemed that the entanglement of lips and teeth was endless. Su Luo's mind was blank and she could not remember anything anymore.
Li Rusong's kiss moved from Su Luo's lips to her ears. He bit her small earlobe, and his slender fingers reached up to Su Luo's collar.
Su Luo knew she should stop, but the heat blowing into her ears made her body soft and numb. Finally, Li Rusong unbuttoned the first button of Su Luo's collar. Su Luo's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She suddenly felt guilty and felt that she was... sorry for Qin Huai.
"Don't..." Su Luo grabbed Li Rusong's hand, but her voice was soft and trembling as if she was longing for something. Li Rusong sighed softly and kissed Su Luo's lips again, making her lost in it and only knowing how to respond, her whole body was hot.
"Am I taking advantage of someone's misfortune?" Li Rusong fastened Su Luo's buttons, but still covered her body, and whispered in her ear, "I deliberately made you sympathize with me, and then took advantage of you."
There was still a trace of confusion in Su Luo's eyes. She shook her head slowly, "I just want to know what happened to you."
Li Rusong raised the corner of his lips and kissed Su Luo, "Nothing, I just want to kiss you."
Su Luo's face was already red as hell. She let herself put her arms around Li Rusong's neck, hugged him tightly, and whispered, "No matter what happens, no matter what you're going to do, just remember to come back safely."
Li Rusong's body shook slightly, and he buried his face in Su Luo's hair, closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep. It was not until Su Luo's shoulders began to feel numb that he heard him say in a very light voice: "I'll try my best..."
Li Rusong left. Su Luo restrained himself from thinking about what he was going to do. If he didn't think about it, he wouldn't worry too much.
Qin Ji's grain finally arrived in the capital three days later, and the opening date was set. Qin Huai was busy making friends with merchants in the capital, but Su Luo always felt that things were too smooth, because Wan Yangui seemed to have disappeared and never showed up.
On the opening day, Qin Ji did not deliberately build up its momentum. After all, it sold grains and groceries, and its main customer base was ordinary people. All it needed was publicity . If the opening ceremony was too grand, it would make people wary and afraid to come.
Even so, the whole Qinji was still crowded with people coming to congratulate him. Su Luo praised Qin Huai for his ability and for making friends with so many people in such a short time. However, Qin Huai kept frowning. Su Luo asked, "Why? Are you afraid that Wan Yan will come back and cause trouble?"
Qin Huai shook his head, "I don't think I have invited so many people."
Su Luo took a look at the lively situation in Qin Ji and smiled nonchalantly: "You are popular. This kind of thing will spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. It's not surprising that someone knows about it and rushes over to join in the fun."
Qin Huai nodded, but his frown remained on his face.
Near the auspicious time of noon, Qin Ji's opening ceremony officially began. Everyone applauded and cheered. When they were about to lift the red silk covering the plaque, the sound of funeral music suddenly came from the street.
Everyone's eyes turned over and they saw a group of people dressed in mourning. A person in the front was holding a spirit-calling banner, and several people behind him were crying loudly. Further behind them was a large red lacquered coffin carried by eight people. It was actually a funeral procession.
The shopkeeper of Qinji quickly squeezed out of the crowd and went to the funeral procession, hoping that they would choose another route to pass, but his negotiation had obviously failed. The men and women in mourning were wailing loudly, and they ignored the shopkeeper and slowly came over carrying the coffin.
Most ancient people were superstitious. Not to mention the ancients, even modern people would think it is unlucky if they encounter such a thing on the opening day. Although there is a trend of giving miniature coffins as gifts, which means promotion and wealth, they are handicrafts after all. If you really carry a coffin to someone, you will be slapped in the face.
This episode was undoubtedly a sign of booming business. The people who were originally watching the excitement moved away. Several merchants who attended the opening ceremony greeted Qin Huai and left without saying much. However, the more exciting thing was yet to come. When the funeral procession passed by the front door of Qin Ji, the hemp rope tied to the coffin suddenly broke, and the whole coffin fell over in front of Qin Ji's door without warning. The coffin lid was not nailed shut. It shook twice, fell down with a loud noise, and a humanoid figure rolled out immediately.
The crowd was in a panic now, and their panic index soared. Some of the timid ones turned around and ran away. Even Su Luo screamed and shrank behind Qin Huai.
There is no doubt that today's opening ceremony was a complete failure. Not only was the ceremony ruined, but it also scared people away from coming. No matter from which angle you look at it, Qin Huai is extremely unlucky.
The people in the funeral procession cried and shouted together when the coffin landed on the ground, but surprisingly they just sat there crying and did not tidy up the coffin. Upon closer inspection, the human-shaped object that had rolled out earlier was not a real person, but a rag puppet wearing human clothes.
Su Luo is now certain that Wan Yangui is the director of this farce. Looking at the scene again, there are only a few brave ones left, and the rest have been scared away.
Qin Huai asked his men to help turn the coffin over, but they were reluctant to do it, fearing that it would bring bad luck. Qin Huai did not force them, but walked slowly to the doll, picked it up, dusted it off, and handed it to the filial sons and daughters who were howling out of tune, "The dead are gone, and the living can give them more than just tears. Get up, and don't delay the burial of your ancestors."
The leader was obviously stunned for a moment. As soon as he stopped, the others stopped crying and waited to see his direction.
The man took the puppet, looked towards the corner of the street, and then, as if he had received some instructions, he directed everyone to pack up the coffin, and then started howling , with paper money flying all over the sky, and slowly moved towards the end of the street.
Su Luo quickly asked the waiter to clean the area in front of the door, and then followed Qin Huai to the corner of the street.
Wan Yangui was wearing a white dress, standing on the street corner with his arms folded across his chest, his face full of gloom.
"I came here to congratulate my brother-in-law on the opening of his new store."
Su Luo almost wanted to rush up and beat him up after hearing this sarcastic remark. Qin Huai held Su Luo back, but he didn't expect another figure to jump out from beside him and slap Wan Yangui hard with a "slap".
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