"This corresponds to the five elements of wood, which matches the old man's horoscope. Let's dig the first spade here. The deeper, the better. If you can build a grave, Mr. Long will give you a big red envelope."

"Okay, just take a look!"

The fat man chuckled, spat in the palm of his hand, grabbed the shovel tightly and stamped it with his foot, then cut a circle and really made a grave mound.

"Okay, Fatty!" I praised.

The fat man chuckled, and I asked him to pick up the grave and put it aside.

Long Shuiyao was also very happy. She took out a big red envelope from her bag and gave it to the fat man. The fat man was still embarrassed to ask for it, so I said, "This is the rule, you have to accept any amount."

Only then did the fat man accept it.

Then, other workers started digging holes.

The fat man was also ready to help, but I didn't let him do it. Instead, I pulled him aside.

Because, I want to make the fat man eat a meal of death.
Chapter completed!