Chapter Three

Hearing the price reported by Feng Xinrou, the aunt agreed without hesitation: "Okay, one thousand is one thousand, the price you want is really so cheap!" After finishing speaking, she gave a thumbs up: "Young people are really sincere! "

    Master Uang covered his forehead with his palm and widened his eyes, with a heartbroken look: Who beat me like this just now because I wanted two hundred more? Why would someone want a thousand but be honest! Do you have to be such a double standard in life!

    In fact, Master Yang didn't take what Feng Xinrou calculated seriously at all. In his view, fortune-telling is to try to figure out the client's psychology based on the client's demeanor, expression, dress, and tone of voice, and then fool around appropriately according to the situation. There is no one who really knows fortune-telling at all. Therefore, when he is usually fortune-telling, it is a pleasant surprise to meet a customer who can really give three hundred, even if he can bargain for tens of dollars, anyway, even if the upper lip touches the lower lip, it doesn't take much trouble.

    But he never expected that this girl would dare to ask for a thousand yuan when she came up, and what was even more unexpected was that this kind of old lady who can usually bargain for a dime for a long time would be willing to give it. It's surprising!

    At that time, Master Yang looked at Feng Xinrou differently, this is a talent!

    The peddler next to him looked at Master Yang with a mournful face and excited face for a while, and couldn't help bumping him with his arm: "Do you think that little girl's calculations are accurate?" Master Yang said "Hey " With a sound, he murmured in the peddler's ear: "Looking at that aunt's excited look, I guess the little girl really talked, but according to my years of experience in the fortune-telling world, this little girl must have heard about this aunt." , I happened to meet here today, so I took the opportunity to pick it up."

    The peddler nodded in agreement, he usually watched Master Yang fooling around a lot, and he didn't believe in fortune-telling at all.

    Master Yang watched the aunt pulling Feng Xinrou to tears, covered his mouth and laughed with the peddler: "When I went to the bookstore to buy books just now, I happened to meet this girl. I have a bloodbath today, let me be careful on my forehead..."

    The smile on Master Yang's face froze after he said the last sentence, and he took off the paper covering his forehead, the blood on it was bright and dazzling.

    The peddler looked up at the place where he made a small cut, then at the bloody tissue, and asked hesitantly, "Is this a coincidence?"

    Master Yang stuffed the paper into his pocket, took out a A large band-aid was pasted on his forehead, and when he raised his head to see Feng Xinrou's indifferent face, he couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could it be that she really figured it out? Is there really such a mysterious thing?

    He flipped through the tattered brochures handed down by his ancestors, full of doubts: What the hell is this thing?

My aunt saw that Feng Xinrou didn't need to ask anything, and she could tell exactly what she had buried in her mind for nearly thirty years just by looking at her face. Apart from being shocked, she was also excited. Although the master looked a little younger, he was indeed a man of real ability, unlike that liar who dared to ask for three hundred yuan after he couldn't figure anything out.

    Thinking of this, the aunt turned her head and glared at Master Yang again. The scared Master Yang immediately took a step back, covering his head. He was really afraid that these elderly ladies would be too powerful to provoke them.

    After the fortune-telling process introduced by Master Yang, the aunt knew that she had to pay for the fortune-telling. She took out her mobile phone and opened Alipay and said, "I'll transfer the money to you right now!" Feng Xinrou glanced at the things in Aunt Yang's hand, From memory, she knew that it was called a mobile phone. It is a communication tool that everyone in the society has now. They can talk and see each other's faces. What's even more amazing is that they use a bunch of numbers to replace payment.

    Feng Xinrou touched her empty pockets, especially wanting to make a fortune for herself, whether she was born with a poor life, or why she was born in a poor family for two lifetimes!

    "I don't have a mobile phone." Feng Xinrou took out a pen from her bag, quickly added a line of words on the cardboard, and then handed it to the aunt: "Cash only." The aunt squinted her eyes and looked over for a long time before she could see

clearly There were too many small words, and he stood up with his waist supported a little depressed: "I just brought three hundred yuan, how about I take it for you?"

    At this time, Master Yang was full of curiosity about Feng Xinrou, he really wanted to know whether she was just lucky or someone with real skills. Seeing that both of them were in a bit of trouble, Master Yang came over at the risk of being beaten: "Auntie, why don't you transfer the money to me, and I'll give you the cash." The aunt looked at Master Yang with a radiant expression on her face. There are two big characters of "don't believe it" written on it: "The fortune-telling fails, so you just ask for money instead? Your method is very straightforward!"

"Oh, aunt, where are you going, but you have wronged me to death!" Master Yang wailed, He directly counted a thousand yuan from his wallet and handed it to Aunt Ping: "I'll give you the money first, and you can transfer the money after you check if there is no problem." The aunt took the money with a suspicious expression, and checked it one by one. And handed it to Feng Xinrou worriedly: "Master, you can see if it's true or not."

    Although Feng Xinrou doesn't know whether the money is true or false, she can read the face as well as the psychology, a subtle expression, an eye contact , she can see the real thoughts of this person. Feng Xinrou raised her head and paused for a second on Master Yang's face, then reached out and took the money: "This money is no problem." The aunt transferred the money to Master Yang, and immediately dragged Feng Xinrou to the large area occupied by Master Yang. The tree-shaded feng shui treasure even snatched Master Yang's only two horses. Running all the way from the air-conditioned book building, and standing under the sun for a long time, Feng Xinrou, who has no cultivation level, is already flushed with heat. Sitting on the stool, she didn't rush to do the fortune-telling first, but took out a handful of stones from her bag and threw them beside her and Aunt Ping seemingly casually. Aunt Ping's thoughts that had been hidden for more than 30 years were suddenly uncovered. All she was thinking about was this matter. She didn't notice Feng Xinrou's movements at all. Instead, she kept asking: "Master, can you give me some advice?". Throwing the last stone, a comfortable cool breeze blew over, and most of the heat on Feng Xinrou's body disappeared immediately: "What do you call me?" The aunt immediately said: "My surname is Ping, my name is Ping Chen, and my daughter's name is Li Baiming." Feng Xinrou nodded: "From your daughter's horoscope, her biological parents are not married, are you looking for her biological father or biological mother?"

    Aunt Ping was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then sighed: "Let's find her biological mother."

    Feng Xinrou closed her eyes and recalled Li Baiming's face, and said, "On her thirtieth birthday, she would met her biological mother. It,'s fate."

    Aunt Ping stood up suddenly, her lips trembling with excitement: "Master, what you said is true? The day after tomorrow will be my daughter's 30th birthday!" Master Yang thought of the young woman in the photo. Like a college student, he asked in disbelief: "Your daughter is already thirty? She looks like a college student!"

    This sentence can be regarded as calming Aunt Ping's hostility towards Master Yang, and she reluctantly praised him One sentence: "Although your fortune-telling skills are not very good, you can talk quite well. From now on, find a job in a down-to-earth manner, and don't lie here." Master Wang touched his nose and tried to bring the

topic back to On Li Baiming: "Aunt Ping, it's not that I talk too much, does she agree to find your daughter's mother?"

    Aunt Ping shrank immediately when she heard this, like a pricked ball: "Actually My daughter doesn't know her life experience. Thirty years ago, my little daughter, who was born with great difficulty, died just after the age of three like her brother. , if it wasn’t for my old lady who was waiting for me, I would have plunged into the river and died. One day when I got up in the morning, I suddenly heard a baby crying outside. At that time, I thought I was hallucinating. When I opened the door, There is a swaddle at the door and a note with Ming ming’s date of birth.”

    Aunt Ping wiped away the tears from her eyes and continued: “Back then my house was not far from the train station and the hospital, and I couldn’t find it if people came and went. When we found out who put the child here, we went to the police station to register the situation, and then went through the adoption procedures. Her father and I lost two children. Mingming is the compensation God gave us. We regard her as a treasure, take good care of her to grow up."

    Thinking of her outstanding daughter, Aunt Ping unconsciously showed a happy smile on her face: "My daughter is also competitive, and she did well in the college entrance examination. If it wasn't for our old couple, she should have stayed in the Big cities. Fortunately, she not long after I came back, I met my son-in-law, the couple are very loving, and they gave birth to a baby girl a while ago, and they are living a prosperous life." Master Yang remembered that

    Feng Xinrou had figured out the baby girl just now, and looked at Feng Xinrou's eyes are different, did he meet someone really tall today? However, this tall man is too young!

    "Auntie, your family lives peacefully and beautifully, why are you looking for a real mother for your child?" The peddler next to him couldn't help but interjected, "According to my experience of watching TV for so many years, don't care what the reason was for throwing it away. Yes, but at the moment of throwing it away, it means giving up on the child. Generally, those who come to the door will do nothing good, donate bone marrow if they don’t ask for money, it’s not the kind that really cares about the child.” Aunt Ping sighed , looking a little lonely.

    Master Yang's ability to observe words and moods finally came in handy. He immediately moved two steps forward and squatted next to Aunt Ping: "Auntie, do you have something to hide?" Aunt Ping smiled wryly and touched her neck: "My physical examination report came out the day before yesterday, and I have a little problem with my body. I want to go to the hospital for a follow-up visit after my daughter's 30th birthday." She sighed, looking a little lonely: "I don't want my Mingming to have a mother, She can't bear such a blow."

    Master Yang and the peddler took a deep breath, glanced at each other and dared not speak, as if they were afraid of irritating Aunt Ping.

    Feng Xinrou suddenly said: "Who told you that you were going to die of illness? You obviously have a long life without a disease!"

    Aunt Ping didn't realize it: "Master, what do you mean?"

    "You did have a small hurdle this year, but It's not serious, luck is yet to come." Feng Xinrou stood up and stuffed her paper shell back into her bag, and said casually: "You are the first customer since I opened, so this second hexagram is for you. See you soon!"

    Aunt Ming looked at Feng Xinrou's neat and unrestrained back, and stretched out her hand to pull Master Yang to her: "What did the master say just now? Illness will not affect your life expectancy at all, don't worry about it."

    Aunt Ping grinned and laughed in disbelief: "Is what the master said true?"

    "It must be true!" Master Yang laughed for a long time, and suddenly After reacting: "By the way, auntie, the master just said that your daughter's mother is coming, you have to prepare in advance."

    Aunt Ping patted Master Yang on the shoulder: "Don't think so Bad, don't think I'm so incompetent, if she comes to do a mother's love, I welcome her; if she wants to take advantage of my daughter, I'll be the first to kick her out with a broom!" said the aunt He took out 300 yuan from his pocket and said, "I don't know if the wound on your forehead is serious or not. This is to pay for your medical expenses. You should go to the hospital for a tetanus treatment. I'm sorry just now. "

    Master Yang cheerfully put up the money: "Thank you, aunt! When your daughter's birthday is over, come and talk to us about the follow-up when you are free!

    " It’s quite gossip! Don’t worry, if the little master agrees on these two things, I have to bring something here to thank her!”

    Aunt Ping stood up with her bag in her hand, and looked up after taking two steps. Glancing at the sun in the sky, he muttered: "It was cool sitting there just now, why is it so hot when I stand up?"

    Master Yang took the money and sat on Aunt Ping's position, and suddenly he looked around strangely. One glance: "Why is it so cool all of a sudden?"

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