Chapter 2

Frowning, after eating the noodles, Feng Xinrou cleaned the dishes and looked up at her watch. It was only nine o'clock in the morning. She decided to go to the library building where there were many books in her memory to see if there was any knowledge about mathematics. Book.

    Feng Xinrou's family lives in the old city, a little distance from the Book Building, and it takes five stops by bus. Feng Xinrou sat on the bus and looked at the scenery moving backwards outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Only a thousand years have passed, and mortals who could only ride in a carriage now can go to the sky and go to the sea, knowing everything. In this great era of social progress, presumably the study of mathematics will also have a qualitative leap.

    After getting off the bus, Feng Xinrou walked into the book building, and the cool air immediately surrounded her body, driving away the summer heat. In my memory, this kind of thing that can cool and heat things is called an air conditioner, and it is a machine for daily temperature adjustment in most families, but Feng Xinrou's family does not have this kind of thing, because her family is too poor.

    The book building has a total of Five floors, and there are so many books in it. Feng Xinrou searched around for an hour but couldn't find the book she wanted to read. She closed her eyes and retrieved the memory of the original owner, and found that she had no impression of numerology.

    At this moment, a fat man in his early thirties passed by Feng Xinrou, holding a mobile phone in his hand, ignoring other people's glances and talking on the phone: "I'm in the Book Store! What you said, I Why can't you buy books? I told you that fortune-telling is also a science, and you can't fool people if you don't know those technical terms."     Feng Xinrou immediately put the book in her hand back on the shelf, and followed the man behind. When I came to a bookshelf in a corner, I raised my head to see a row of mysterious-looking book titles on the bookshelf, and a gleam of joy flashed in my eyes. The fat man put his cell phone in his pocket, took out a book at random from the bookshelf, frowned and read it for a while, then stuffed it back depressed: "It's in classical Chinese, I can't understand it.     " Feng Xinrou also put the book back on the shelf with regret, took out another one, and flipped through it quickly.

    Looking at the content in the book, which looked like a children's enlightenment book, Feng Xinrou was full of puzzlement: everything in this society has improved, but how can it be so much regressed in mathematics. The contents of these books, not to mention the outer disciples of the divine fortune-telling sect, even if the ordinary fortune-tellers knew more than this back then, could the inheritance of numerology be broken?

    "Hey, this book is good." The fat man finally found a book he liked, and laughed ecstatically, as if he had found a treasure. Feng Xinrou's heart moved, she took a look, and found that it was a translation of a vernacular book, which was illogical and full of mistakes. Feng Xinrou gave the fat man a hard look.

    "What are you looking at? This is all knowledge, do you know?" The fat man raised his head and raised his chin towards Feng Xinrou, shaking his head and showing off: "This is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. As long as I learn it, it can be counted as auspicious. , Knowing the destiny, this kind of esoteric thing is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like you."

    Feng Xinrou looked at the book in his hand, and chuckled lightly: "In this case, I will count, I will see your face today. Bloody disaster, be careful that you will hurt your forehead."

    "How do you talk, kid? If you can't speak, you will be beaten easily when you go out, you know?" The fat man just muttered, when his phone rang in his trousers pocket, and he didn't care about talking to Feng Xinrou. Talking poorly, he took out his mobile phone and shouted loudly: "Hey, what's the matter?

    " What kind of job? A woman telling her daughter's fortune? That's great, help me stretch her, I'll come over right away, and I'll give you 50 when it's done." After hanging up the phone, the fat man winked at Feng Xinrou triumphantly     : "See, this thing can earn money for my brother, you think I'm playing with you!" After finishing speaking, he didn't even bother to buy books, he put the books on the shelf and ran out in a hurry. Feng Xinrou remembered that she had set up a stall for two hours in the morning and no one was visiting, so she turned around and followed the fat man. She wanted to see what kind of fortune-telling skills this stall had.

    The fat man's fortune-telling place was not far from the Book Building. He passed through the nearby alley seven times and eight times, and walked for about seven or eight minutes before arriving at a street that was not too wide. On both sides of this street are some old houses. There are many stalls on the side of the road. Some sell mats and hats, some sell cups and bowls, and some put up signs to do small jobs. The fat man is the only fortune teller on this street. The "Master"!

    Seeing the fat man came back, the peddler, who had been chatting with his aunt for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly waved to him: "Master Yang, you are finally back. This elder sister wants to ask you to tell a fortune." "Master

    Yang " Immediately changed his breath, put on an appearance of an expert, and walked over with swaying steps: "You asked me to tell a fortune?"

    The aunt looked at the fat man suspiciously, with a somewhat uneasy look: "Are you sure about your calculations?"

    Master Yang exploded when he heard that this aunt dared to question his professionalism: "Of course! If you ask around this street, there is no one who doesn't know me, Master Yang. My neighbors always come to me when they get married, if they are not allowed, can they come to me?"

    It seems right to say that, the neighbors must know that he has the ability to come to him, otherwise who would spend so much money! The expression on the aunt's face eased a lot, she took out her mobile phone and opened a photo and handed it to Master Yang: "I want to do the math for my daughter, look, this is my daughter." On the photo is a twenty five or twenty six year old The young woman has long hair and smiles, but she is quite beautiful and looks very temperamental.

    While looking at the photo, Master Yang glanced at the aunt. She was dressed in ordinary clothes and was carrying a bag for grocery shopping. There were several kinds of vegetables and fruits in it. There was no anxious expression in her eyes. She was probably shopping for vegetables. Passing by here, I saw a fortune-telling stall and decided to do a fortune-telling. This kind of thing is usually not urgent. Looking at the age of the woman in this photo, Master Yang immediately made a guess based on the current hot spots: "You probably want to marry your daughter." The aunt was stunned for a moment, and quickly

    adjusted He calmed down and asked, "How is my daughter's marriage?"

    Master Yang sat on the Mazar board and took out a ballpoint pen from the box next to him: "Give me your daughter's horoscope!"

    The aunt immediately said a series of numbers, Master Yang wrote the horoscope on the paper, pinched his fingers to read the words, and from time to time flipped through a tattered book with some missing pages. After calculating for about three or four minutes, Master Yang stroked his mustache and nodded in a pretentious way: "I have already seen some clues, but we have to pay for the specific hexagrams. My sister and I are three hundred yuan."

    "Three hundred yuan?" The aunt hesitated: "Can you calculate how many children my daughter will have in the future?"

    Master Yang couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Sister, you are so funny, my daughter has not yet Is it too early to think about children when I get married? Of course, I can’t count, but I have to add another two hundred!" "I will increase

your size, you liar!" The aunt suddenly threw the bag in her hand at Master Yang swung it up and hit him hard on the forehead. I don't know what's in that bag, but just like that, the skin on Master Yang's forehead was scratched, and blood beads came out immediately.

    Master Yang took out a tissue from his pocket and covered it with familiarity, crying in his voice: "If you don't count, you don't count, why are you still beating people!" "I'll beat you, a liar." Aunt Seeing Master Yang's broken forehead, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed this emotion, pinched her waist, pointed at Master Yang fiercely and cursed: "You liar still fooled me! Come up, do you have no points for fortune-telling yourself? How about we call the police to judge?"

    Master Uang froze when he heard the police, covered his head and waved his hands: "Damn it, just treat me as unlucky today, don't you? Let's go."

    The aunt glanced at the forehead that Master Yang was covering, grabbed her bag tightly, turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from behind: "Please wait a moment!"

    The aunt turned around subconsciously, saw a girl who looked like a student behind her and stopped her, and looked at her suspiciously: "You What do you want me to do?"

    Feng Xinrou walked up to the aunt, looked at her face and said in a clear voice: "From the appearance, your Dragon Palace and the traitor gate are dark and the offspring palace has been washed away, so you should have no children. .”

    The peddler next to Master Yang bumped him with his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the Dragon Palace?" "

    How do I know?" Master Yang rolled his eyes involuntarily: "If I know so much, why don't I open a shop?" Why bother squatting here to bask in the sun every day." He remembered that when he was in the library building, he saw this little girl holding a book on physiognomy in her hand, thinking that she was learning and selling it now, so he dragged Feng Xinrou a little bit reluctantly. After a while, she persuaded with kind words: "Don't talk nonsense, she can beat people. If you lose your face, you will definitely be much uglier than me." Feng Xinrou brushed Master Wang's hand away, and

    looked Looking at the aunt's ugly face, she continued: "You had a son and a daughter in your destiny, but they both died at the age of three, and the relationship between descendants and grandchildren ended. But you are generous and have accumulated a lot of good fortune, so you have an adopted daughter. Although you have no Children and grandchildren, but there are descendants and grandchildren." When Feng Xinrou said this, she suddenly stretched out her hand: "Can I see your daughter's photo?" The aunt took out her phone in a daze, found the photo and handed it to her. Feng Xinrou glanced at the photo, and returned the phone: "Your daughter has a good life. Although there were twists and turns when she was a child, she has a smooth journey as an adult, and her marriage is also happy. She just gave birth to a pair of twins this year."

    Auntie She slapped her hands and grabbed Feng Xinrou's hand excitedly: "You girl is the one who can count, so you must know what I want?"

    Feng Xinrou smiled: "You want to find biological parents for your daughter!"

    "That's the thing!" The aunt snatched the horoscope just now from Master Yang's hand aggressively, and when she turned her head to look at Feng Xinrou, she immediately put on a flattering smile: "Troublesome... Master, do the math for me."

    Feng Xinrou looked at the paper in her hand, reached out and took off the schoolbag on her back, took out a cardboard folded in two and handed it over.

    Master Yang curiously stretched out his head to have a look, only to see that it reads: fortune-telling, a thousand yuan a hexagram!

    He clicked his tongue and looked at Feng Xinrou with eyes full of admiration: Hey, this girl is much darker than me!

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